My life is unjust, but I can strive for justice. My life is unkind, but I can vote for kindness.
You can't crush ideas by suppressing them. You can only crush them by ignoring them.
Oh, I have walked in Kansas Through many a harvest field, And piled the sheaves of glory there And down the wild rows reeled: Each sheaf a little yellow sun, A heap of hot-rayed gold; Each binder like Creation's hand To mold suns, as of old.
Authors and uncaptured criminals are the only people free from routine.
To live in mankind is far more than to live in a name.
The crooning turns to a sunrise singing.