Happiness is not only a hope, but also in some strange manner a memory ... we are all kings in exile.

All men matter. You matter. I matter. It's the hardest thing in theology to believe.

Being 'contented' ought to mean in English, as it does in French, being pleased. Being content with an attic ought not to mean being unable to move from it and resigned to living in it; it ought to mean appreciating all there is in such a position.

The mind that finds its way to wild places is the poet's; but the mind that never finds its way back is the lunatic's.

Bigotry may be roughly defined as the anger of men who have no opinions.

Compromise used to mean that half a loaf was better than no bread. Among modern statesmen it really seems to mean that half a loaf; is better than a whole loaf.

Silence is the unbearable repartee.