A city is composed of different kinds of men; similar people cannot bring a city into existence.

Poetry demands a man with a special gift for it, or else one with a touch of madness in him.

We do not act rightly because we have virtue or excellence. But they hesitate, waiting for the other fellow to make the first move-and he, in turn, waits for you.

It is our choice of good or evil that determines our character, not our opinion about good or evil.

A promise made must be a promise kept.

Emotions of any kind can be evoked by melody and rhythm; therefore music has the power to form character.

Dissimilarity of habit tends more than anything to destroy affection.