No race can prosper till it learns that there is as much dignity in tilling a field as in writing a poem.

I have learned that success is to be measured not so much by the position that one has reached in life as by the obstacles which he has had to overcome while trying to succeed.

There are two ways of exerting one's strength: one is pushing down, the other is pulling up.

Those who are happiest are those who do the most for others.

Success waits patiently for anyone who has the determination and strength to seize it.

I would permit no man, no matter what his colour might be, to narrow and degrade my soul by making me hate him.

If you want to lift yourself up, lift up someone else.

The happiest people are those who do the most for others. The most miserable are those who do the least.

Success is not measured by where you are in life, but the obstacles you've over come

Political activity alone cannot make a man free. Back of the ballot, he must have property, industry, skill, economy, intelligence, and character.

We all should rise, above the clouds of ignorance, narrowness, and selfishness.

We will be stronger, if we love each other.

I think today is a day for the heart. What do you think?

Friendship isn't measured in days, months or years, it's measured in the way someone makes you feel.

Those who think too much of themselves don't think enough.

Aren't the clouds beautiful? I could just lie here all day, and watch them drift by.

I love documentaries. It's actually my favorite medium of film.

I get really bored if I don't have more than one thing going on.

I learned to distrust writers who talked about how they squeezed the blood onto the typewriter. They just don't want you to know how much fun they have - you'll resent it.

Judging by the vast amount of cookbooks printed and sold in the United States one would think the American woman a fanatical cook. She isn't.

for my grief's so great That no supporter but the huge firm earth Can hold it up: here I and sorrows sit; Here is my throne, bid kings come bow to it. (Constance, from King John, Act III, scene 1)