fretting at trouble only doubles it.

The brain is a tool that gets rusty without constant, albeit moderate, exercise.

Death must no longer be either the penalty for prosperity or the consolation of misery. God did not destine it to be either the punishment or the compensation for life.

A child motivated by competitive ideals will grow into a man without conscience, shame, or true dignity.

... what is there over which the incomparable beauty of childhood would not triumph?

My strength has not equaled my mad ambition. I have remained obscure; I have done worse -- I have touched success, and allowed it to escape me.

Butterflies are but flowers that blew away one sunny day when Nature was feeling at her most inventive and fertile.