“Until death it is all life.”

Can we ever have too much of a good thing?

They who lose today may win tomorrow.

How will he who does not know how to govern himself know how to govern others?

That which costs little is less valued.

Comparisons are odious.

Too much sanity may be madness and the maddest of all, to see life as it is and not as it should be.

Sleep is the best cure for waking troubles.

Many littles make a much.

My heart is wax molded as she pleases, but enduring as marble to retain.

Be slow of tongue and quick of eye.

Where there’s music there can be no evil.

It is courage that vanquishes in war, and not good weapons.

Love is invisible and comes and goes where it wants, without anyone asking about it.

Tell me what company thou keepest and I’ll tell thee what thou art.

There were no embraces, because where there is great love there is often little display of it.

Facts are the enemy of truth.

Should I keep back my opinions at such a time, through fear of giving offense, I should consider myself as guilty of treason toward my country, and of an act of disloyalty toward the Majesty of Heaven, which I revere above all earthly kings.

I never go to funerals. To me a person is dead when he breathes for the last time. After that, your memories should be personal.

Vitally, the human race is dying. It is like a great uprooted tree, with its roots in the air. We must plant ourselves again in the universe.

Being a Humanist means trying to behave decently without expectation of rewards or punishment after you are dead.

Cheap grace is the deadly enemy of our church. We are fighting today for costly grace.

The worst thing to do is to die while reading LIFE magazine.

Give me liberty or give me death.

I don’t want the corpses of flowers about me.