If our language is watered down, then mankind becomes less human, and less free.
Love isn't how you feel. It's what you do.
I am also four, and twelve, and fifteen, and twenty-three, and thirty-one, and forty-five and . . . and . . . and . . .
You cannot take credit for your talents. It is what you do with them that counts.
If I sit for a while, then my impatience, crossness, frustration, are indeed annihilated, and my sense of humor returns.
I share Einstein's affirmation that anyone who is not lost in rapturous awe at the power and glory of the mind behind the universe "is as good as a burnt out candle."