“Do not give, as many rich men do, like a hen that lays her eggs and then cackles.”

We go to the grave of a friend saying, “A man is dead,” but angels throng about him saying, “A man is born.”

Men go shopping just as men go out fishing or hunting, to see how large a fish may be caught with the smallest hook.

It is not what we read, but what we remember, that makes us learned. It is not what we intend, but what we do that makes us useful. It is not a few faint wishes, but a life long struggle, that makes us valiant.

Books are not made for furniture, but there is nothing else that so beautifully furnishes a house.

Walking humbly, you are more of a man than you were when you walked proudly.

I never knew how to worship until I knew how to love.

You are not called to be a canary in a cage. You are called to be an eagle, and to fly sun to sun, over continents.

In this world it is not what we take up, but what we give up, that makes us rich.

Laws and institutions, like clocks, must occasionally be cleaned, wound up, and set to true time.

Every young man would do well to remember that all successful business stands on the foundation of morality.

Young love is a flame; very pretty, often very hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. The love of the older and disciplined heart is as coals, deep-burning, unquenchable.

No emotion, any more than a wave, can long retain its own individual form.

Death is the Christian’s vacation morning. School is out. It is time to go home.

It will not do to be saints at meeting and sinners everywhere else.

Education is only like good culture,–it changes the size, but not the sort.

Laws are not masters but servants, and he rules them who obey them.

There are very few men of genius in advertising agencies. But we need all we can find. Almost without exception they are disagreeable. Don’t destroy them. They lay golden eggs.

If you believe Jesus ever had a good word for war or torture or tax cuts for the rich, or raping the earth, or refusing water to dying migrants, then you might as well believe bunnies lay painted eggs.

They say that hens do cackle loudest when there is nothing vital in the eggs they have laid.

I’m frightened of eggs, worse than frightened, they revolt me.

I would treat her like an egg, the shell of which we remove before eating it; I would take off her mask and then kiss her pretty face.

Put all your eggs in one basket and then watch that basket.

A relationship shouldn’t require you to walk on eggshells. But if you have to? boil the damn egg.

Man is on earth as in an egg.