Remember, no effort that we make to attain something beautiful is ever lost.

They took away what should have been my eyes (but I remembered Milton's Paradise). They took away what should have been my ears, (Beethoven came and wiped away my tears) They took away what should have been my tongue, (but I had talked with god when I was young) He would not let them take away my soul, possessing that I still possess the whole.

It is certain that I cannot always distinguish my own thoughts from those I read, because what I read becomes the very substance and text of my mind.

We can drift along with general opinion and tradition, or we can throw ourselves upon the guidance of the soul within and steer courageously toward truth... We have a choice in every event and every limitation and....to choose is to create.

Love is like a beautiful flower which I may not touch, but whose fragrance makes the garden a place of delight just the same.

When we do the best we can, we never know what miracles await.

We can decide to let our trials crush us, or we can convert them to new forces of good.