I regret less the road not taken than my all-fired hurry along the road I took.
The realist sees reality as concrete. The optimist sees reality as clay.
Perchance God will pity a race that sought the better angels of its nature and found only its lesser demons.
An old belief is like an old shoe. We so value its comfort that we fail to notice the hole in it.
Through faith we learn to believe the evidence of our eyes.
What we have earned by the sweat of our brow, we defend with pride. What we have gained by the accident of birth, we guard with prejudice.