In the depth of my soul there is a wordless song.

...unless the exchange be in love and kindly justice, it will but lead some to greed and others to hunger.

You may forget with whom you laughed, but you will never forget with whom you wept.

I said to Life, I would hear Death speak. And Life raised her voice a little higher and said, You hear him now.

My proof convinces the ignorant, and the wise man's proof convinces me. But he whose reasoning falls between wisdom and ignorance, I neither can convince him, nor can he convince me.

Qualities of Good Citizens... is to admire what others have created in love and faith

Hate is a dead thing. Who of you would be a tomb?