Science is what you know, philosophy is what you don't know.

Voters don't decide issues, they decide who will decide issues.

What this country needs is a good five-cent nickel.

Your heart is free, have the courage to follow it. -Braveheart.

Where there are large powers with little ambition... nature may be said to have fallen short of her purposes.

Good character is more to be praised than outstanding talent. Most talents are, to some extent, a gift. Good character, by contrast, is not given to us. We have to build it piece by piece-by thought, choice, courage and determination.

There is no proverb which is not true.

Competition is the whetstone of talent.

Feast of Catherine of Siena, Mystic, Teacher, 1380 O abyss, O eternal Godhead, O sea profound, what more could you give me than yourself? You are the fire that burns without being consumed; you consume in your heat all the soul's self-love; you are the fire which takes away cold; with your light you illuminate me so that I may know all your truth. Clothe me, clothe me with yourself, eternal truth, so that I may run this mortal life with true obedience, and with the light of your most holy faith.

I have the simplest tastes. I am always satisfied with the best.

Optimism is the opium of the people.

You can take no credit for beauty at sixteen. But if you are beautiful at sixty, it will be your soul's own doing. •Marie Carmichael Stopes Do you love me because I'm beautiful, or am I beautiful because you love me?

You can't wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club.

Beware of desperate steps. The darkest day, Live till to-morrow, will have pass'd away.

In all pointed sentences some degree of accuracy must be sacrificed to conciseness.

And the talk slid north, and the talk slid south With the sliding puffs from the hookah-mouth; Four things greater than all things are-- Women and Horses and Power and War.

The best way to make children good is to make them happy.

Who gather round, and wonder at the tale Of horrid apparition, tall and ghastly, That walks at dead of night, or takes his stand O'er some new-open'd grave; and, Evanishes at crowing of the cock.

Read my little fable: He that runs may read. Most can raise the flowers now, For all have got the seed.

In my day, we didn't have self-esteem, we had self-respect, and no more of it than we had earned. -Jane Haddam.