“A deep meaning often lies in old customs.”

The dignity of man into your hands is given; Oh, keep it well, with you it sinks or lifts itself to heaven.

Grace is the beauty of form under the influence of freedom.

Spring flies, and with it all the train it leads; and flowers, in fading, leave us but their seeds.

Ah, to that far distant strand Bridge there was not to convey, Not a bark was near at hand, Yet true love soon found the way.

Every great mind seeks to labor for eternity. All men are captivated by immediate advantages; great minds alone are excited by the prospect of distant good.

Love guides the stars towards each other, the world plan endures only through love.

Whatever lives, lives to die in sorrow. We engage our hearts, and grasp after the things of this world, only to undergo the pang of losing them.

Many a crown shines spotless now that yet was deeply sullied in the winning.

The key to education is the experience of beauty.

In the case of a creative mind, it seems to me, the intellect has withdrawn its watchers from the gates, and the ideas rush in pell-mell and only then does it review and inspect the multitudes.

Speech is always bolder than action.

Uncommon men require no common trust; give him but scope and he will set the bounds.

A merely fallen enemy may rise again, but the reconciled one is truly vanquished.

Joy is the mainspring in the whole Of endless Nature’s calm rotation. Joy moves the dazzling wheels that roll In the great Time-piece of Creation.

The world’s history is the world’s judgment.

It is play and only play that makes man complete.

The custom and fashion of today will be the awkwardness and outrage of tomorrow – so arbitrary are these transient laws.

The way of the world is to make laws, but follow custom.

Cry for the broken tribe, for the law and the custom that is gone. Aye, and cry aloud for the man who is dead, for the woman and children bereaved.

To bribe a farmer not to plant 38 acres with corn … seven weeks of salary for a Customs man assigned to save us from the terror of high-quality, low priced foreign TV sets, or the subsidy on 6,000 bushels of wheat to prop up the Soviet regime.

The despotism of custom is everywhere the standing hindrance to human advancement.

He who does anything because it is the custom, makes no choice.

The National Targeting Center in Virginia run by Customs and Border Protection checks the background of every traveler who seeks to enter the country.

The perpetual obstacle to human advancement is custom.