Human history is in essence a history of ideas.
If money help a man to do good to others, it is of some value; but if not, it is simply a mass of evil, and the sooner it is got rid of, the better.
Man has the power to act as his own destroyer - and that is the way he has acted through most of his history.
People demand freedom of speech as a compensation for the freedom of thought which they seldom use.
A man is great by deeds, not by birth.
Stupid men are often capable of things the clever would not dare to contemplate...
What sunshine is to flowers, smiles are to humanity. These are but trifles, to be sure; but scattered along life's pathway, the good they do is inconceivable.
I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way (s)he handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.
We need more light about each other. Light creates understanding, understanding creates love, love creates patience, and patience creates unity.
There are four million different kinds of animals and plants in the world. Thatís four million solutions to the problem of staying alive.
Men always talk about the most important things to perfect strangers.
I just invent, then wait until man comes around to needing what I've invented.
You may turn into an archangel, a fool, or a criminal ? no one will see it. But when a button is missing?everyone sees that.
Though I love my country, I do not love my countrymen.
Men are anxious to improve their circumstances, but are unwilling to improve themselves; they therefore remain bound.
Anyone who says he can see through women is missing a lot.
Ever more people today have the means to live, but no meaning to live for.
The true measure of a man is how he treats someone who can do him absolutely no good.
We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory will swell when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.
As far as I knew white women were never lonely, except in books. White men adored them, Black men desired them and Black women worked for them.
Progress of mankind is progress of mind and intellect.