Articulate words are a harsh clamor and dissonance. When man arrives at his highest perfection, he will again be dumb.
He is one of those wise philanthropists who, in a time of famine, would vote for nothing but a supply of toothpicks.
Earth is here so kind, that just tickle her with a hoe and she laughs with a harvest.
After all there is something about a wedding-gown prettier than in any other gown in the world.
Marriage is like wine. It is not be properly judged until the second glass.
What a fine-looking thing is war! Yet, dress it as we may, dress and feather it, daub it with gold, huzza it, and sing swaggering songs about it,--what is it, nine times out of ten, but murder in uniform!
A blessed companion is a book--a book that, fitly chosen, is a lifelong friend. . . a book that, at a touch, pours its heart into your own.
Psy Free was a trio consisting of guitar, organ and drums. I was the drummer. We did what the name suggests: psychedelic, free music.
Calculated and craven political stunt.
Oh, my passion! That is what finally carried me through. Let passion burn all the way, heating up every layer of the psyche.
The moral and religious system which Jesus Christ transmitted to us is the best the world has ever seen, or can see.