I don't feel like I've hit my stride. So I wonder what the moment will be when I get to be who I want to be.
Continuous eloquence is tedious.
The heart has its reasons of which reason knows nothing.
Unless we love the truth we cannot know it.
Cold words freeze people, and hot words scorch them, and bitter words make them bitter, and wrathful words make them wrathful. Kind words also produce their own image on men's souls; and a beautiful image it is. They smooth, and quiet, and comfort the hearer.
Kind words do not cost much. Yet they accomplish much.
Kind words do not cost much. They never blister the tongue or lips. They make other people good-natured. They also produce their own image on men's souls, and a beautiful image it is.
Like so many other nerdy, disaffected young people of that time, I dreamed of becoming an 'artist', i. e. , somebody whose adult job was original and creative instead of tedious and dronelike.
William Blake cursed the flesh for a clod, Yet of some of his sayings we Moderns have heard tell: 'The nakedness of woman is the work of God', Or that title--The Marriage of Heaven and Hell.
Here is one optimists reason for believing unity will prevail. . . within the next hundred years. . . nationhood as we know it will be obsolete; all states will recognize a single, global authority. A phrase briefly fashionable in the mid-20th century -- citizen of the world -- will have assumed real meaning by the end of the 21st. All countries are basically social arrangements, accommodations to changing circumstances. No matter how permanent and even sacred they may seem at any one time, in fact they are all artificial and temporary.
People are like vines. . . We are born and we grow. Like vines, people also need a tree to cling to, to give them support.