Celestial spirit that doth roll; The heart's sepulchral stone away, Be this our resurrection day, The singing Easter of the soul - O gentle Master of the Wise, Teach us to say: "I will arise."

The beauty we love is very silent. It smiles softly to itself, but never speaks.

Stay the course, light a star, Change the world where'er you are.

Organized Christianity has probably done more to retard the ideals that were its founder's than any other agency in the world.

You can't fake it. Bad writing is a gift.

Wild oats will get sown some time, and one of the arts of life is to sow them at the right time.

A critic is a man created to praise greater men than himself, but he is never able to find them.