In the approach to virtue there are many steps.

Tongues I'll hang on every tree That shall civil sayings show. . . .

God sent his Singers upon earth With songs of sadness and of mirth, That they might touch the hearts of men, And bring them back to heaven again.

The way to love anything is to realize that it might be lost.

Fair and softly goes far.

The most dangerous man in the world is the contemplative who is guided by nobody. He trusts his own visions. He obeys the attractions of an interior voice but will not listen to other men. He identifies the will of God with anything that makes him feel, within his own heart, a big, warm, sweet interior glow. The sweeter and the warmer the feeling is, the more he is convinced of his own infallibility.

What is the use of a house if you haven't got a tolerable planet to put it on?

A man I am, cross'd with adversity. -The Two Gentleman of Verona. Act iv. Sc. 1.

dead in the water.

Nature magically suits a man to his fortunes, by making them the fruit of his character.

You are richer today if you have laughed, given or forgiven.

By labor fire is got out of stone.

If there were a verb meaning "to believe falsely," it would not have any significant first person, present indicative.

It's all to do with the training: you can do a lot if you're properly trained.

Of course there's a lot of knowledge in universities: the freshmen bring a little in; the seniors don't take much away, so knowledge sort of accumulates...

In our own time we have seen domination spread over the social landscape to a point where it is beyond all human control. Compared to this stupendous mobilization of materials, of wealth, of human intellect, of human labor for the single goal of domination, all other recent human achievements pale to almost trivial significance. Our art, science, medicine, literature, music and "charitable" acts seem like mere droppings from a table on which gory feasts on the spoils of conquest have engaged the attention of a system whose appetite for rule is utterly unrestrained.

Such comfort as do lusty young men feel When well-apparelled April on the heel Of limping Winter treads, even such delight Among fresh fennel buds shall you this night Inherit at my house.

Nothing tires a man more than to be grateful all the time.

On stage I make love to twenty five thousand people; and then I go home alone.

There is hardly any activity, any enterprise, which is started out with such tremendous hopes and expectations, and yet which fails so regularly, as love.