O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favors! There is betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.

Example has more followers than reason. We unconsciously imitate what pleases us, and approximate to the characters we most admire.

The greatest of faults, I should say, is to be conscious of none.

Our subconscious minds have no sense of humor, play no jokes and cannot tell the difference between reality and an imagined thought or image. What we continually think about eventually will manifest in our lives.

Man's fear of ideas is probably the greatest dike holding back human knowledge and happiness.

The word "politics" is derived from the word "poly", meaning 'many', and the word 'ticks', meaning 'blood sucking parasites'.

When we have not what we love, we must love what we have.

Good teaching is one-fourth preparation and three-fourths pure theatre.

The sea heaves up, hangs loaded o'er the land, Breaks there, and buries its tumultuous strength.

Did you ever see an unhappy horse? Did you ever see bird that had the blues? One reason why birds and horses are not unhappy is because they are not trying to impress other birds and horses.

Look around the habitable world, how few Know their own good, or knowing it, pursue.

the road of life (and endless varitaions).

The fact that boys are allowed to exist at all is evidence of a remarkable Christian forbearance among men.

Reality is the leading cause of stress for those in touch with it.

Where there is the necessary technical skill to move mountains, there is no need for the faith that moves mountains.

A small leak will sink a great ship.

Don't seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise: seek what they sought.

Humor distorts nothing, and only false gods are laughed off their earthly pedestals. - Points of View.

Sins become more subtle as you grow older: you commit sins of despair rather than lust.

You cannot describe it or draw it. You cannot praise it enough or perceive it. No place can be found in which to put the Original Face; it will not disappear even when the universe is destroyed.