There is nothing on earth divine except humanity.

Failing yet gracious, Slow pacing, soon homing, A patriarch that strolls Through the tents of his children, The sun as he journeys His round on the lower Ascents of the blue, Washes the roofs And the hillsides with clarity.

Temptation is a woman's weapon and man's excuse.

Ugliness is in a way superior to beauty because it lasts.

I have worn out more tool pouches than you have sox.

Victories that are easy are cheap. Those only are worth having which come as the result of hard fighting.

A lie can run around the world before the truth can get it's boots on.

I must go in, the fog is rising.

I love a hand that meets my own with a grasp that causes some sensation.

Clothes make the man. Naked people have little or no influence in society.

For all may have, If they dare to try, a glorious life, or grave.

Do not donut.

Feast of Irenæus, Bishop of Lyons, Teacher, Martyr, c.200 We must never speak to simple, excitable people about "the Day" without emphasizing again and again the utter impossibility of prediction. We must try to show them that that impossibility is an essential part of the doctrine. If you do not believe our Lord's words, why do you believe in His return at all? And if you do believe them, must you not put away from you, utterly and forever, any hope of dating that return?

You give but little when you give of your possessions. It is when you give of yourself that you truly give. - Kahlil Gibran.

We hold that the reckless disregard for human life implicit in knowingly engaging in criminal activity known to carry a grave risk of death represents a highly culpable mental state that may be taken into account in making a capital sentencing judgment not inevitable, lethal result.

From the psychological point of view, the self-asserting emotions, derived from emergency reactions, involve a narrowing of consciousness; the participatory emotions an expansion of consciousness by identificatory processes of various kinds.

You'd scarce expect one of my age To speak in public on the stage; And if I chance to fall below Demosthenes or Cicero, Don't view me with a critic's eye, But pass my imperfections by. Large streams from little fountains flow, Tall oaks from little acorns grow.

Show me the books he loves and I shall know the man far better than through mortal friends.

The crack-brained bobolink courts his crazy mate, Poised on a bulrush tipsy with his weight.

He that's ungrateful has no guilt but one; All other crimes may pass for virtues in him.