Folks who make such a fuss about their rights turn them into wrongs sometimes. -- (from Behind the White Brick)

But I suppose there might be good in things, even if we don't see it.

And the secret garden bloomed and bloomed and every morning revealed new miracles.

There's naught as nice as th' smell o' good clean earth, except th' smell o' fresh growin' things when th' rain falls on 'em.

When I was at school my jography told me th' earth was shaped like a orange an' I found out before I was ten that th' whole orange doesn't belong to nobody. No one owns more than his bit of a quarter an' there's times it seems there's not enow quarters to go around. But don't you-none o' you- think as you own th' whole orange or you'll find out you're mistaken, an' you won't find it without hard knocks. What children learns from children, is that there's no sense grabbin' at th' whole orange-peel an' all. If you do you'll likely not get even th' pips, an' them's too bitter to eat.

Things happen to people by accident.

... justice is mercy's highest self.