At the end of night, before you close your eyes, be content with what you've done and be proud of who you are.
Hurt no living thing: Ladybird, nor butterfly, Nor moth with dusty wing.
Can anything be sadder than work left unfinished? Yes, work never begun.
What can I give Him, Poor as I am? If I were a shepherd I would bring a lamb. If I were a Wise Man I would do my part. Yet what can I give Him? I give Him my heart.
What are heavy? sea-sand and sorrow. What are brief? today and tomorrow. What are frail? spring blossoms and youth. What are deep? the ocean and truth.
What is the beginning? Love. What is the course. Love still. What the goal. The goal is love.
Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay. Remember me when no more day by day You tell me of our future that you planned: Only remember me; you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray. Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterward remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had, Better by far you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad.
I've always had a natural fear of the police, or abuse of their power
Self-pity is never useful. It tends to distort like a fun-house mirror.
In vegetables and fruits, God has infused medicinal power to help in overcoming disease. Even these, however, have but a limited potency. The organs of the body are essentially sustained by the energy of God, and the person who employs various methods to increase this energy will have at his command a greater power for healing than is afforded by any medicine or diet.
You can be anything you want to be. You can be a street sweeper, if you want. Just be the best blasted street sweeper you can be. . . And, you know you can be mayor.