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. The odors of fruits waft me to my southern home, to my childhood frolics in the peach orchard. Other odors, instantaneous and fleeting, cause my heart to dilate joyously or contract with remembered grief. Even as I think of smells, my nose is full of scents that start awake sweet memories of summers gone and ripening fields far away.

If I could have only one of my senses then I would choose hearing, Then I wouldn't feel so all alone.

People do not like to think. If one thinks, one must reach conclusions. Conclusions are not always pleasant.

It is wonderful how much time good people spend fighting the devil. If they would only expend the same amount of energy loving their fellow men, the devil would die in his own tracks of ennui.

A good education is a stepping-stone to wealth.

One painful duty fulfilled makes the next plainer and easier.