day - at the end of the day.

Justice consists of doing no one injury, decency in giving no one offense.

Despair is the price one pays for setting oneself an impossible aim. It is, one is told, the unforgivable sin, but it is a sin the corrupt or evil man never practices. He always has hope. He never reaches the freezing-point of knowing absolute failure. Only the man of goodwill carries always in his heart this capacity for damnation.

A gray eye is a sly eye, And roguish is a brown one; Turn full upon me thy eye,-- Ah, how its wavelets drown one! A blue eye is a true eye; Mysterious is a dark one, Which flashes like a spark-sun! A black eye is the best one.

Dreams are renewable. No matter what our age or condition, there are still untapped possibilities within us and new beauty waiting to be born.

The burning of an author's books, imprisonment for opinion's sake, has always been the tribute that an ignorant age pays to the genius of its time.

Our plans miscarry because they have no aim. When a man does not know what harbor he is making for, no wind is the right wind.

Villain and he be many miles asunder.

-Sir To.

Live your life each day as you would climb a mountain. An occasional glance toward the summit keeps the goal in mind, but many beautiful scenes are to be observed from each new vantage point. Climb slowly, steadily, enjoying each passing moment; and the view from the summit will serve as a fitting climax for the journey.

No matter where you go, there you are.

The future lies before you, like paths of pure white snow. Be careful how you tread it, for every step will show.

Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart.

There is nothing more wonderful than freedom of speech.

What to ourselves in passion we propose, The passion ending, doth the purpose lose.

I was not made of common calf, Nor ever meant for country loon; If with an axe I seem cut out, The workman was no cobbling clown; A good jack boot with double sole he made, To roam the woods, or through the rivers wade.

Et tu, Brute?--Then fall Caesar.

The impossible is often the untried.

From principles is derived probability, but truth or certainty is obtained only from facts.

A nation is a society united by a delusion about it's ancestry and by common hatred of it's neighbours.