And a mouse is miracle enough to stagger sextillions of infidels.

Battles are lost in the same spirit in which they are won.

I speak the password primeval; I give the sign of democracy.

Why who makes much of a miracle? As to me I know nothing else but miracles, whether they be animals feeding in the fields, Or, birds, or the wonderfulness of insects in the air, Or the wonderfulness of the sundown, or of stars shining so quiet and bright, Or the exquisite delicate thin curve of the new moon in spring; These, with the rest, one and all, are to me, miracles.

Have you not learned the most in your life from those with whom you disagreed - those who saw it differently from you?

The words of my book nothing, the drift of it everything.

The fruition of beauty is no chance of hit or miss... it is inevitable as life.