No soul can be forever banned, Eternally bereft, Whoever falls from God's right hand Is caught into his left.

The crest and crowning of all good, Life's final star, is brotherhood.

There is a destiny which makes us brothers; none goes his way alone. All that we send into the lives of others comes back into our own.

At the heart of the cyclone tearing the sky is a place of central calm.

Bowed by the weight of centuries he leans upon his hoe and gazes on the ground, the emptiness of ages in his face, and on his back the burden of the world.

Ah, great it is to believe the dream as we stand in youth by the starry stream; But a greater thing is to fight life through, and at the end, 'The dream is true!'

It is better to rust out than wear out.

Defeat may serve as well as victory to shake the soul and let the glory out.

For all your days be prepared, and meet them ever alike. When you are the anvil, bear - when you are the hammer, strike.

Choices are the hinges of destiny.

To throw oneself to the side of the oppressed is the only dignified thing to do in life.

When you love and it hurt, love more and love without expectation.

I'm too old to figure out the rights and wrongs of everything.

If all the elements are arranged in the order of their atomic weights, a periodic repetition of properties is obtained. This is expressed by the law of periodicity.

Eventually you can get into the nuts and bolts of reality: nurturing, caring, and getting along.

He, whose heart is fixed, trusting in Christ, need not be afraid.

I often think you bring unhappiness on yourself, because if you don't like yourself very much, you allow yourself to be influenced by people who reinforce that.

I've had my Charlie Sheen moments, it was usually just at the Mars Bar on the corner of First Avenue with me and a few homeless guys.

In Charleston, more than elsewhere, you get the feeling that the twentieth century is a vast, unconscionable mistake.

I don't have a computer. A computer's a typewriter. I already have a typewriter.

Terrorism is simply the weapon by which the weak engage the strong.