An armed society is a polite society. Manners are good when one may have to back up his acts with his life. - Beyond the Horizon, 1942.

The first thought is often the best. - Bishop Joseph Butler,

Life is simply the reification of the process of living.

The losing side is full of suspicion.

Candor is the brightest gem of criticism.

For God is not against us because of our sin. He is with us; against our sin.

To be, contents his natural desire, He asks no angel's wing, no seraph's fire; But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company. Go wiser thou! and in thy scale of sense Weigh thy opinion against Providence.

The false lapwynge, full of trecherye.

And thus, what can we do, Poor rose and poet too, Who both antedate our mission In an unprepared season?

Devotion is the real spiritual sweetness which takes away all bitterness from mortifications, and prevents consolations from disagreeing with the soul; it cures the poor of sadness, and the rich of presumption; it keeps the oppressed from feeling desolate, and the prosperous from insolence: it averts sadness from the lonely, and dissipation from social life; it is as warmth in winter and as refreshing dew in summer; it knows how to abound and how to suffer want, how to profit alike by honour and by contempt; it accepts gladness and sadness with an even mind, and fills men's hearts with a wondrous sweetness.

When I am in the cellar of affliction, I look for the Lord's choicest wines.

There are glances of hatred that stab and raise no cry of murder.

A slender young Blackbird built in a thorn-tree: A spruce little fellow as ever could be; His bill was so yellow, his feathers so black, So long was his tail, and so glossy his back, That good Mrs. B., who sat hatching her eggs, And only just left them to stretch her poor legs, And pick for a minute the worm she preferred, Thought there never was seen such a beautiful bird.

I have not yet begun to fight.

Controlled time is our true wealth.

It is always right that a man should be able to render a reason for the faith that is within him.

No man ever believes that the Bible means what it says: He is always convinced that it says what he means.

Therefore if a man look sharply and attentively, he shall see Fortune: for though she be blind, yet she is not invisible.

Few of the university pen plaies well, they smell too much of that writer Ovid and that writer Metamorphosis and talk too much of Prosperpina and Jupiter. Why, here's our fellow Shakespeare puts them all down. Aye, and Ben Jonson too. O that B.J. is a pestilent fellow, he brought up Horace giving poets a pill, but our fellow, Shakespeare, hath given him a purge that made him beray his credit.

No matter what happens Today. You must remember that...Today will be Tomorrow's past, and Tomorrow will be Today.