You can't touch love, but you can feel the sweetness that it pours into everything.

Every renaissance comes to the world with a cry, the cry of the human spirit to be free.

The immediate future is going to be tragic for all of us unless we find a way of making the vast educational resources of this country serve the true purpose of education, truth and justice.

We are bothered a good deal by people who assume the responsibility of the world when God is neglectful.

Is it not true, then, that my life with all its limitation touches at many points the life of the World Beautiful? Everything has its wonders, even darkness and silence, and I learn, whatever state I may be, therein to be content.

Yes, I am proud, and very humble too.

I'd rather break stones on the king's highway than hem a handkerchief.