Bad seed is a robbery of the worst kind: for your pocket-book not only suffers by it, but your preparations are lost and a season passes away unimproved.

Ninety-nine percent of the failures come from people who have the habit of making excuses.

Start where you are, with what you have. Make something of it and never be satisfied.

When you can do the common things of life in an uncommon way, you will command the attention of the world.

Education is the key to unlock the golden door of freedom.

Most people search high and wide for the key to success. If they only knew, the key to their dreams lies within.

I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if we will only tune in.

No individual has any right to come into the world and go out of it without leaving behind him distinct and legitimate reasons for having passed through it.

Do not let anyone claim tribute of American patriotism if they even attempt to remove religion from politics.

Where there is no vision, there is no hope.

The future of this nation depends on the Christian training of our youth.

Kitsch is: a species of beauty, which, as it is florid and superficial, pleases at first; but soon palls upon the taste, and is rejected with disdain, at least rated at much lower value.

Nothing is easy in war. Mistakes are always paid for in casualties and troops are quick to sense any blunder made by their commanders.

I have never looked for dream in reality or reality in dream. I have allowed my imagination free play, and I have not been led astray by it.

There is something about guitars—maybe something magical—when played right, which evokes past, mysterious, barely-conscious sentiments, both individual and universal.

Sweeping from butcher's stalls, dung, guts, and blood, Drown'd puppies, stinking sprats, all drench'd in mud, Dead cats, and turnip-tops, come tumbling down the flood.

Let peace and beauty reign.

Poetry is always close kin to the impossible, isn't it?

The doctrine that all men are, in any sense, or have been, at any time, free and equal, is an utterly baseless fiction.

Love is free; it does not depend on the desirability of its object, but loves for love's sake.

To a man the greatest blessing is individual liberty; to a dog it is the last word in despair.