A friend's only gift is himself.
The pride of the artisan in his art and its uses is pride in himself...It is in his skill and ability to make things as he wishes them to be that he rejoices.
I have no axe to grind; only my thoughts to burnish.
There is no cure for birth and death save to enjoy the interval.
To substitute judgments of fact for judgments of value is a sign of pedantic and borrowed criticism.
The Universe, so far as we can observe it, is a wonderful and immense engine; its extent, its order, its beauty, its cruelty, makes it alike impressive.