“A man is worked upon by what he works on. He may carve out his circumstances, but his circumstances will carve him out as well.”

You have to take power. No one gives it.

Praying for freedom never did me any good til I started praying with my feet.

A great man, tender of heart, strong of nerve, boundless patience and broadest sympathy, with no motive apart from his country.

Some know the value of education by having it. I knew its value by not having it.

Our destiny is largely in our hands.

People might not get all they work for in this world, but they must certainly work for all they get.

Knowledge makes a man unfit to be a slave.

What to the Slave is the 4th of July.

It’s a poor rule that won’t work both ways.

The life of a nation is secure only while the nation is honest, truthful, and virtuous.

It is better to be part of a great whole than to be the whole of a small part.

Slaves sing most when they are most unhappy. The songs of the slave represent the sorrows of his heart; and he is relieved by them, only as an aching heart is relieved by its tears.

To suppress free speech is a double wrong. It violates the rights of the hearer as well as those of the speaker.

Man’s greatness consists in his ability to do and the proper application of his powers to things needed to be done.

The whole history of the progress of human liberty shows that all concessions yet made to her august claims have been born of earnest struggle.

You are not judged by the height you have risen, but from the depth you have climbed.

A lot of Thanksgiving days have been ruined by not carving the turkey in the kitchen.

The memories which lie within us are not carved in stone; not only do they tend to become erased as the years go by, but often they change, or even increase by incorporating extraneous features.

The future is carved out of the present moment. Tomorrow’s harvest depends upon today’s ploughing and sowing.

In the school and in the State for the good of the people; to carve as it were into the conscience of the nation the ordinances of the Lord

With your hands carve out your own destiny.

Into the soft sand I will carve your name and let the ocean steal what little remains.

His love held the scent of lavenders, as i carved them into poetry.

I want to carve my insides out with a rusty spoon. It would be less painful.