“Speech is silver, silence is golden.”

Talk that does not end in any kind of action is better suppressed altogether.

It is the heart always that sees, before the head can see.

Work is the grand cure of all the maladies and miseries that ever beset mankind.

Today is not yesterday: we ourselves change; how can our works and thoughts, if they are always to be the fittest, continue always the same? Change, indeed is painful; yet ever needful; and if memory have its force and worth, so also has hope.

A man lives by believing something: not by debating and arguing about many things.

Endurance is patience concentrated.

Nothing builds self-esteem and self-confidence like accomplishment.

See deep enough, and you see musically.

A well-written life is almost as rare as a well-spent one.

Blessed is he who has found his work; let him ask no other blessedness.

Without kindness there can be no true joy.

There are good and bad times, but our mood changes more often than our fortune.

The first duty of man is that of subduing fear.

If Jesus Christ were to come today, people would not even crucify him. They would ask him to dinner, and hear what he had to say, and make fun of it.

There can be no acting or doing of any kind till it be recognized that there is a thing to be done; the thing once recognized, doing in a thousand shapes becomes possible.

One monster there is in the world, the idle man.

All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not wrecked by the frost.

If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.

The hotter the fire the purer the gold is.

All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost.

You must be the modern Midas because I am begging for your touch it is the only thing that makes me feel like gold.

We’ve got gold in our hands but we treat it like its change.

My heart isn’t a song of silver and gold, it holds a million graves of solitary souls.

This love is soaked in alchemy, our leaden hearts broken by aching pasts have transformed into gold. I never knew love had the power to do so.