“There is beauty in everything, even in silence and darkness.”

Toleration is the greatest gift of the mind; it requires the same effort of the brain that it takes to balance oneself on a bicycle.

True friends never apart maybe in distance but never in heart.

Great poetry needs no interpreter other than a responsive heart.

The struggle of life is one of our greatest blessings. It makes us patient, sensitive, and Godlike. It teaches us that although the world is full of suffering, it is also full of the overcoming of it.

Blindness separates people from things; deafness separates people from people.

Face your deficiencies and acknowledge them; but do not let them master you. Let them teach you patience, sweetness, insight.

So much has been given to me I have not time to ponder over that which has been denied.

As the eagle was killed by the arrow winged with his own feather, so the hand of the world is wounded by its own skill.

Your success and happiness lie in you.

It’s wonderful to climb the liquid mountains of the sky. Behind me and before me is God and I have no fears

People don’t like to think, if one thinks, one must reach conclusions. Conclusions are not always pleasant.

The country is governed for the richest, for the corporations, the bankers, the land speculators, and for the exploiters of labor.

Be of good cheer. Do not think of today’s failures, but of the success that may come tomorrow.

What we have once enjoyed deeply we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.

I do not want the peace which passeth understanding, I want the understanding which bringeth peace.

Faith is the strength by which a shattered world shall emerge into light.

Magical, extraterrestrial, marvelous, enchanted, brave, beautiful, miraculous, royalty, a warrior, a deity. You are simply everything you are and choose to believe.

You get broken you pick yourself back up, you get scarred you wear them beautifully, things that were meant to destroy you, you overcame them with such great might.

I have found that pain has a habit of planting roots in beautiful hearts.

Look into her soul, she is way more beautiful than these pretty faces.

I just hope that when I die my body is full of scars telling a beautiful life.

She is strong and soft, loyal and beautiful. She knows her worth and is courageous to the end. She has no regrets, because she’s learned her lessons, and loves herself.

I can’t even begin to explain how grateful I am to have such beautiful and inspiring people in my life.

I revel in the solace found when gold rays caress your sleeping face. Blissfully unaware of the beauty they’re revealing.