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

Smell is a potent wizard that transports you across thousands of miles and all the years you have lived.

While they were saying among themselves it cannot be done, it was done.

The only moral virtue of war is that it compels the capitalist system to look itself in the face and admit it is a fraud. It compels the present society to admit that it has no morals it will not sacrifice for gain.

As the eagle was killed by the arrow winged with his own feather, so the hand of the world is wounded by its own skill.

Our beloved ones have not 'gone to a far country.' It is only the veil of sense that separates them from us, and even that veil grows thin when our thoughts reach out to them.

I do not mean to object to a thorough knowledge of the famous works we read. I object only to the interminable comments and bewildering criticisms that teach but one thing: there are as many opinions as there are men.