In old times men used their powers of painting to show the objects of faith, in later times they use the objects of faith to show their powers of painting.

Nature is painting for us, day after day, pictures of infinite beauty.

Quality is never an accident. It is always the result of intelligent effort.

Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.

There is hardly anything in the world that some man cannot make a little worse and sell a little cheaper, and the people who consider price only are this man's lawful prey.

Remember that the most beautiful things in the world are the most useless; peacocks and lilies for instance.

What we think or what we know or what we believe is in the end of little consequence. The only thing of consequence is what we do

There is no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.

When love and skill work together, expect a masterpiece.

Blue color is everlastingly appointed by the deity to be a source of delight.

Give a little love to a child, and you get a great deal back.

The surest way to health, say what they will, Is never to suppose we shall be ill; Most of the ills which we poor mortals know From doctors and imagination flow.

How can both Nics, the loving and considerate and generous one, and the self-obsessed and self-destructive one, be the same person?

Diplomacy without military might is like music without instruments.

High office, is like a pyramid; only two kinds of animals reach the summit — reptiles and eagles.

The essence of all health begins through joyful living.

I had to go see the Glee concert with my daughter - oh my God, shoot me.

I started doing a paper round when I was about 10. I started earning $10 a week and then I was obsessed with earning money until I was about 15.

When you're put in a position where you're having to decide, Is this a good decision? Is this the right decision for everybody involved? - it makes me feel a little unsteady, unsure.

I work three months really hard, nonstop, and then I take a month off. Then I do it all over again. I work hard but I give myself four breaks a year.

Can it be chat modesty may more betray Our sense than woman's lightness?