“It is an old prerogative of kings to govern everything but their passions.”

For not an orphan in the wide world can be so deserted as the child who is an outcast from a living parent’s love.

Family not only need to consist of merely those whom we share blood, but also for those whom we’d give blood.

No one is useless in this world who lightens the burden of it to anyone else.

The worst of all listeners is the man who does nothing but listen.

I will live in the past, the present, and the future. The spirits of all three shall strive within me.

Love, though said to be afflicted with blindness, is a vigilant watchman.

I have been bent and broken, but – I hope – into a better shape.

We can refute assertions, but who can refute silence?

One should never be ashamed to cry. Tears are rain on the dust of earth.

Reflect upon your present blessings of which every man has many – not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some.

We lawyers are always curious, always inquisitive, always picking up odds and ends for our patchwork minds, since there is no knowing when and where they may fit into some corner.

There are strings in the human heart that had better not be vibrated.

Happiness is a gift and the trick is not to expect it, but to delight in it when it comes.

There are dark shadows on the earth, but its lights are stronger in the contrast.

Take nothing on its looks; take everything on evidence. There’s no better rule.

The broken heart. You think you will die, but you just keep living, day after day after terrible day.

My experience of singing, as an actor, was that there’s a different creative feeling of freedom. The acting thing is a bit more defined and cerebral. I can see why people would want to cross over. If you have so much freedom on stage then perhaps you want to be confined a bit, and vice versa.

I do not regret the mistakes that I’ve made. But the freedom I gave them to haunt me.

It seems that the right of freedom of speech that was enshrined in numerous constitutions is now under attack by religious institutions.

All men are free and equal in the grave, if it comes to that.

Most people are not really free. They are confined by the niche in the world that they carve out for themselves. They limit themselves to fewer possibilities by the narrowness of their vision.

Pacifists become militants. Freedom fighters become tyrants. Blessings become curses. Help becomes hindrance. More becomes less.

We still believe in the America that is a land of opportunity and a beacon of freedom. We believe in the America that challenges each of us to be better and bigger than ourselves.

I am the American heartbreak- The rock on which Freedom Stumped its toe.