Knowledge is power. Information is liberating.
Whenever your life touches mine, you make me stronger of weaker. . . there is no escape. . . people drag others or lift others up.
Those who are happiest are those who do the most for others.
Nothing ever comes to one, that is worth having, except as a result of hard work.
I pity from the bottom of my heart any nation or body of people that is so unfortunate as to get entangled in the net of slavery.
I never liked the atmosphere of Washington. I early saw that it was impossible to build up a race of which the leaders were spending most of their time, thought and energy in trying to get into office, or in trying to stay there after they were in.
We do not want the men of another color for our brothers-in-law, but we do want them for our brothers.
I want God, not my idea of God.
The trick is simply to avoid jerks. There are lots of them out there. Most people are unhappy.
Heaven is beyond our imagination. . . . At our most creative moment, at our deepest thought, at our highest level, we still cannot fathom eternity.
Instead of replying, Alec reached down and took Magnus's hands. Magnus let Alec pull him to his feet, a questioning look in his eyes. Before he could say anything, Alec drew him closer and kissed him. Magnus made a soft, pleased sound, and gripped the back of Alec's shirt, rucking it up, his fingers cool on Alec's spine. Alec leaned into him, pinning Magnus between the table and his own body. Not that Magnus seemed to mind. 'Come on,' Alec said against Magnus's ear. 'It's late. Let's go to bed.