A politician thinks of the next election; a statesman, of the next generation.

Love and scandal are the best sweeteners of tea.

One of the most wonderful things in nature is a glance of the eye; it transcends speech; it is the bodily symbol of identity.

Keep a grateful journal. Every night, list five things that happened this day that you are grateful for. What it will begin to do is change your perspective of your day and your life. If you can learn to focus on what you have, you will always see that the universe is abundant; you will have more. If you concentrate on what you don't have, you will never have enough.

Chide him for faults, and do it reverently, When you perceive his blood inclined to mirth, But, being moody, give him time and scope, Till that his passions, like a whale on ground, Confound themselves with working.

Some are so very studious of learning what was done by the ancients that they know not how to live with the moderns.

There is no such thing as a good tax.

Feast of John Keble, Priest, Poet, Tractarian, 1866 The deaf may hear the Saviour's voice, The fettered tongue its chains may break; But the deaf heart, the dumb by choice, The laggard soul that will not wake, The guilt that scorns to be forgiven -- These baffle e'en the spells of heaven.

Give me a stout heart to bear my own burdens. Give me a willing heart to bear the burdens of others. Give me a believing heart to cast all burdens upon Thee, O Lord.

Don't judge a man by his opinions, but by what his opinions have made him.

Democracy consists of choosing your dictators, after they've told you what it is you want to hear.

If you always do what you always did, you'll always get what you always got.

Who would not praise Patrico's high desert, His hand unstain'd, his uncorrupted heart, His comprehensive head? all interests weigh'd, All Europe sav'd, yet Britain not betray'd.

She grieves sincerely who grieves unseen.

We have two ears and one tongue so that we would listen more and talk less.

Hell hath no fury like a bureaucrat scorned.

God gives quietness at last.

One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: that word is love.

Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day, And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale. Light thickens, and the crow Makes wing to th' rooky wood. Good things of day begin to droop and drowse, While night's black agents to their prey do rouse.

Better halfe a loafe than no bread.