The true aim of female education should be, not a development of one or two, but all the faculties of the human soul, because no perfect womanhood is developed by imperfect culture.

We are all bound up together in one great bundle of humanity, and society cannot trample on the weakest and feeblest of its members without receiving the curse in its own soul.

My hands were weak, but I reached them out To feebler ones than mine, and over the shadow of my life Stole the light of a peace divine.

Slavery is dead, but the spirit which animated it still lives.

The respect that is only bought by gold is not worth much.

I find, by close observation, that the mothers are the levers which move in education. The men talk about it . . . but the women work most for it.

If we have had no past, it is well for us to look hopefully to the future - for the shadows bear the promise of a brighter coming day.

I belong to this race, and when it is down I belong to a down race; when it is up I belong to a risen race.

Apparent failure may hold in its rough shell the germs of a success that will blossom in time, and bear fruit throughout eternity.

Oh, could slavery exist long if it did not sit on a commercial throne?

I do not think the mere extension of the ballot a panacea for all the ills of our national life. What we need to-day is not simplymore voters, but better voters.

Prayer [is] the quiet, persistent living of our life of desire and faith in the presence of our God.

For thousands of nights I dreamed of making love to you. No man on earth has ever hated sunrise as I do.

Over these years, I have irrevocably transferred a significant part of the shareholding in Wipro, amounting to 39% of the shares of Wipro, to a trust.

A three-year diet of rubber chicken and occasional crow.

Humility is often a false front we employ to gain power over others.

A man does what he can; a woman does what a man cannot.

Work, hard work, intelligent work, and then more work.

Biblical wisdom means living a disciplined and prudent life in the fear of the Lord

Hope is a walk through a flowering meadow. One does not require that it lead anywhere.