Making a mistake is falling down; failure is not getting up again.
Smells are the fallen angels of the senses.
The country is governed for the richest, for the corporations, the bankers, the land speculators, and for the exploiters of labor.
I learned that it is possible for us to create light, sound and order within us no matter what calamity befall us in the outer world.
Death is no more than passing from one room into another.
With every friend I love who has been taken into the brown bosom of the earth a part of me has been buried there; but their contribution to my being of happiness, strength and understanding remains to sustain me in an altered world.