Most disquieting reflection of all, was it not bad form to think about good form?

Courage: The lovely virtue-the rib of Himself that God sent down to His children.

It was dreadful the way all the three were looking at him, just as if they did not admire him.

God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.

We have a right to know the truth; no right to ask anything else from God, but the right to know that.

There are many different kinds of bravery. There's the bravery of thinking of others before one's self. Now, your father has never brandished a sword nor fired a pistol, thank heavens. But he has made many sacrifices for his family, and put away many dreams... He put them in a drawer. And sometimes, late at night, we take them out and admire them. But it gets harder and harder to close the drawer... He does. And that is why he is brave.

The moment you doubt whether you can fly, you cease for ever to be able to do it.