If all the year were playing holidays, To sport would be as tedious as to work; And nothing pleaseth but rare accidents.

The Gospels contain what the Apostles preached -- the Epistles, what they wrote after the preaching. And until we understand the Gospel, the good news about our brother-king -- until we understand Him, until we have His Spirit, promised so freely to them that ask it -- all the Epistles, the words of men who were full of Him, and wrote out of that fullness, who loved Him so utterly that by that very love they were lifted into the air of pure reason and right, and would die for Him, without two thoughts about it, in the very simplicity of no choice -- the Letters, I say, of such men are to us a sealed book. Until we love the Lord so as to do what He tells us, we have no right to an opinion about what one of those men meant; for all they wrote is about things beyond us. The simplest woman who tries not to judge her neighbor, or not to be anxious for the morrow, will better know what is best to know, than the best-read bishop without that one simple outgoing of his highest nature in the effort to do the will of Him who thus spoke.

In Germany, they first came for the communists, and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a communist. Then they came for the Jews, and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Jew. Then they came for the trade unionists, and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a trade unionist. Then they came for the Catholics and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Catholic. Then they came for me -- and by that time there was nobody left to speak up.

Without publicity there can be no public support, and without public support every nation must decay.

All is but a jest, all dust, all not worth two peason: For why in man's matters is neither rime nor reason.

Imagination will often carry us to worlds that never were. But without it, we go nowhere.

The search after the great men is the dream of youth, and the most serious occupation of manhood.

I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.

It never frightened a Puritan when you bade him stand still and listen to the speech of God. His closet and his church were full of the reverberations of the awful, gracious, beautiful voice for which he listened.

What's the difference between a 3-week-old puppy and a sportswriter? In 6 weeks, the puppy will stop whining.

God save the mark. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act i. Sc. 3.

We are all ready to be savage in some cause. The difference between a good man and a bad one is the choice of the cause.

It is easier to denature plutonium than to denature the evil spirit of man.

When building a team, I first look for people who love to win, if I can't find any of those, then I look for people who hate to lose.

It was through the feeling of wonder that men now and at first began to philosophize.

Death and taxes and childbirth. There's never any convenient time for any of them.

Soldiers, forty centuries are looking down upon you from these pyramids.

Bigotry murders religion to frighten fools with her ghost.

We would not listen to those who were wont to say the voice of the people is the voice of God, for the voice of the mob is near akin to madness.

Lord, often have I thought to myself, I will sin but this one sin more, and then I will repent of it, and of all the rest of my sins together. So foolish was I, and ignorant. As if I should be more able to pay my debts when I owe more: or as if I should say, I will wound my friend once again, and then I will lovingly shake hands with him -- but what if my friend will not shake hands with me?