Whoever degrades another degrades me.

I am of old and young, of the foolish as much as the wise, Regardless of others, ever regardful of others, Maternal as well as paternal, a child as well as a man, Stuffed with the stuff that is course, and stuffed with the stuff that is fine.

The powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse.

Keep your face always toward the sunshine - and shadows will fall behind you.

Camden was originally an accident, but I shall never be sorry I was left over in Camden. It has brought me blessed returns.

There is that indescribable freshness and unconsciousness about an illiterate person that humbles and mocks the power of the noblest expressive genius.

Why are there men and women that while they are nigh me the sunlight expands my blood? Why when they leave me do my pennants of joy sink flat and lank?