What am I, Life? A thing of watery salt Held in cohesion by unresting cells, Which work they know not why, which never halt, Myself unwitting where their Master dwells?

I have seen the Lady April bringing the daffodils, Bringing the springing grass and the soft warm April rain.

Quinquireme of Nineveh from distant Ophir, Rowing home to haven in sunny Palestine, With a cargo of ivory, And apes and peacocks, Sandalwood, cedarwood, and sweet white wine.

I hold that when a person dies / His soul returns again to earth; / Arrayed in some new flesh disguise / Another mother gives him birth / With sturdier limbs and brighter brain.

O lovely lily clean, O lily springing green, O lily bursting white, Dear lily of delight, Spring in my heart agen That I may flower to men.

I must go down to the sea again, to the lonely sea and the sky; and all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by.

Men in a ship are always looking up, and men ashore are usually looking down.

The three foundations of judgement: Bold Design, Constant Practice, and Frequent Mistakes.

Success is the brand on the brow of the man who aimed too low.

To most of us the future seems unsure. But then it always has been; and we who have seen great changes must have great hopes.

All I ask is a tall ship and a star to sail her by.

What keeps life fascinating is the constant creativity of the soul.

Some people like living in black and white worlds. Let them stay there. Appreciate all the colors you see in your world though.

My mind, brightened by the lights and the cheerful tumult, suddenly grasped the fact that all achievement was a placing of emphasis-- a moulding of the confusion of life into form.

I'm not trying to sound like I turned into some kind of wise man, but it's nice to realize that your little pocket of the world isn't the whole world.

Love is what we are in our essence, and the more love we feel in our hearts, the more it will be brought to us.

No student of Chinese history can say that the Chinese are incapable of religious experience, even when judged by the standards of medieval Europe or pious India.

How then, is it natural that the mind of man, being so small as contained in such narrow spaces as a brain or a heart, should have room for all the vastness of sky and Universe?

When I speak it is in order to be heard.

A little fire is quickly trodden out, Which, being suffer'd, rivers cannot quench.