In all people I see myself - none more, and not one a barleycorn less; And the good or bad I say of myself, I say of them.

There is no week nor day nor hour when tyranny may not enter upon this country, if the people lose their roughness and spirit of defiance.

O the joy of the strong-brawn'd fighter, towering in the arena in perfect condition, conscious of power, thirsting to meet his opponent.

To drive free, to love free, to court destruction with taunts, to feed the remainder of life with one hour of fullness and freedom - one brief hour of madness and joy.

Why are there trees I never walk under but large and melodious thoughts descend upon me?

All architecture is what you do to it when you look upon it.

When one reaches out to help another he touches the face of God.