How quickly nature falls into revolt When gold becomes her object! For this the foolish overcareful fathers Have broke their sleep with thoughts, their brains with care. Their bones with industry. For this they have engrossed and piled up The cankered heaps of strange-achieved gold; For this they have been thoughtful to invest Their sons with arts and martial exercises.

Whoever acquires knowledge and does not practice it resembles him who ploughs his land and leaves it unsown.

But, spite of all the criticising elves, Those who would make us feel, must feel themselves.

Ambition is the germ from which all growth of nobleness proceeds.

The world goes whispering to its own, "This anguish pierces to the bone;" And tender friends go sighing round, "What love can ever cure this wound?" My days go on, my days go on.

Christians aren't perfect, they're just forgiven!

If we don't succeed, we run the risk of failure.

Honesty is a word that is hardly ever spoken Deceit is a word that makes hearts broken Love is a word spoken many, many times Hate is a word that brings out prejudiced crimes Trying is a word actions taken that are confusing Giving-up is a word not or winning but of losing Beginning is a word that means a new start Forever is a word that doesn't play its part Breeze is a word talking about the wind Fresh is a word telling how to begin.

Feast of Simon & Jude, Apostles Some natures will endure an immense amount of misery before they feel compelled to look there for help whence all help and healing come. They cannot believe that there is verily an unseen, mysterious power, till the world and all that is in it has vanished in the smoke of despair; till cause and effect are nothing to the intellect, and possible glories have faded from the imagination. Then, deprived of all that made life pleasant or hopeful, the immortal essence, lonely and wretched and unable to cease, looks up with its now unfettered and wakened instinct to the source of its own life -- to the possible God who, notwithstanding all the improbabilities of His existence, may yet perhaps be, and may yet perhaps hear His wretched creature that calls. In this loneliness of despair, life must find The Life: for joy is gone, and life is all that is left; it is compelled to seek its source, its root, its eternal life. This alone remains a possible thing. Strange condition of despair into which the Spirit of God drives a man -- a condition in which the Best alone is the Possible!

Habit converts luxurious enjoyments into dull and daily necessities.

A good, honest, wholesome, hungry breakfast.

Nonviolence is the supreme law of life.

How happy he whose toil Has o'er his languid pow'rless limbs diffus'd A pleasing lassitude; he not in vain Invokes the gentle Deity of dreams. His pow'rs the most voluptuously dissolve In soft repose; on him the balmy dews Of Sleep with double nutriment descend.

I decided that I would be one of the biggest new names; and I actually had some little fancy business cards printed up to announce it, "Count Basie. Beware, the Count is Here."

He who knows not and knows not that he knows not is a fool. Shun him. He who knows not and knows that he knows not is a child. Teach him. He who knows and knows not that he knows is asleep. Wake him. He who knows and knows that he knows is a wise man. Follow him.

In the stress of modern life, how little room is left for that most comfortable vanity that whispers in our ears that failures are not fault!

Eye Contact: A method utilized by a single woman to communicate to a man that she is interested in him. Despite being advised to do so, many women have difficulty looking a man directly in the eyes, not necessarily due to the shyness, but usually due to the fact that a woman's eyes are not located in her chest.

I couldn't see the ball come off the club for the first 27 holes. It came off the club that fast.

Most people would succeed in small things if they were not troubled with great ambitions.

Baseball is a game of inches.