Our relatives form the natural setting of our childhood. We understand ourselves best and are best understood by others through the persons who came nearest to us in our earliest years.

If the world seems cold to you, kindle fires to warm it.

Whatever with the past has gone, The best is always yet to come.

He who plants a tree, plants a hope.

The peach-bud glows, the wild bee hums, and wind-flowers wave in graceful gladness.

A drop of water, if it could write out its own history, would explain the universe to us.

Like a plant that starts up in showers and sunshine and does not know which has best helped it to grow, it is difficult to say whether the hard things or the pleasant things did me the most good.

When April steps aside for May, Like diamonds all the rain-drops glisten; Fresh violets open every day: To some new bird each hour we listen.

Some of us must wait for the best human gifts until we come to heavenly places. Our natural desire for musical utterance is perhaps a prophecy that in a perfect world we shall all know how to sing.

Every true friend is a glimpse of God.

I defied the machinery to make me its slave. Its incessant discords could not drown the music of my thoughts if I would let them fly high enough.

I said that I had heard curiosity could be harmful, in particular to cats

If we break someone’s ego, then we can’t be happy. Egoism is his life!

The way football is being played currently, that I have seen, it's dangerous. It's dangerous and it could impact their long-term mental health. You only get one brain.

I love shopping, but I can find something to buy wherever I go! London is great for shopping, as is Los Angeles and New York - but I can find a good shop in the middle of nowhere!

My beer has been universally well-liked beyond my most sanguine expectations. Cannot serve half my customers, and they are increasing every day.

I don't understand why people think it's harder to do drama than it is to do comedy.

In a country that never wins anything: in Canada, if one of our athletes so much as makes the final in a World Championship, we declare a national holiday.

The only way not to worry about the race problem is to be doing something about it yourself. When you are, natural human vanity makes you feel that now the thing is in good hands.

The language of the age is never the language of poetry, except among the French, whose verse, where the thought or image does not support it, differs in nothing from prose.

If you look at all of the villains in the course of human history, they've all believed, delusionally, in the virtue of their actions - every villain is a hero in his own mind.