“Language most shows a man, speak that I may see thee.”

Honor’s a good brooch to wear in a man’s hat at all times.

Chance will not do the work. Chance sends the breeze; But if the pilot slumber at the helm, The very wind that wafts us tow’rds the port May dash us on the shoals. The steersman’s part Is vigilance, or blow it rough or smooth.

Ambition makes more trusty slaves than need

Thy praise or dispraise is to me alike; One doth not stroke me, nor the other strike.

Tell troth and shame the devil.

Let argument bear no unmusical sound.

Opinion is a light, vain, crude, and imperfect thing.

Who casts to write a living line, must sweat.

You are not now to think what’s best to do, As in beginnings, but what must be done, Being thus enter’d; and slip no advantage That may secure you. Let them call it mischief; When it is past, and prosper’d , ’twill be virtue.

Princes that would their people should do well Must at themselves begin, as at the head; For men, by their example, pattern out Their limitations, and regard of laws: A virtuous court a world to virtue draws.

A good dog deserves a good bone.

Aristotle was the first accurate critic and truest judge nay, the greatest philosopher the world ever had; for he noted the vices of all knowledges, in all creatures, and out of many men’s perfections in a science he formed still one Art.

Your highest female grace is silence.

How near to good is what is fair!

And where she went, the flowers took thickest root, As she had sow’d them with her odorous foot.

Out of clothes out of countenance, out of countenance out of wit.

The process of finding the truth may not be a process by which we feel increasingly better and better. It may be a process by which we look at things honestly, sincerely, truthfully, and that may or may not be an easy thing to do.

Grace is something that comes to us when we somehow find ourselves completely available, when we become openhearted and open-minded, and are willing to entertain the possibility that we may not know what we think we know.

The mind may accept or deny that you are awareness, but either way it can’t really understand. It cannot comprehend. Thought cannot comprehend what is beyond thought.

When you stand in your own authority, based in your own direct experience, you meet that ultimate mystery that you are. Even though it may be at first unsettling to look into your own no-thingness.

But I see no reason why a woman should not grow and develop in all those outlets which are suited to her nature, it matters not at all what they may be.

While art may instruct as well as please, it can nevertheless be true art without instructing, but not without pleasing.

I may have aimed too high sometimes, asked too much of myself and demanded too little from those around me.

I have no objection to a man being a man, however masculine that may be.