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.
If you talk to a man in a language he understands, that goes to his head. If you talk to him in his language, that goes to his heart.
A desire to be observed, considered, esteemed, praised, beloved, and admired by his fellows is one of the earliest as well as the keenest dispositions discovered in the heart of man.
The whole universe is contained within a single human being – you.
Everywhere man blames nature and fate yet his fate is mostly but the echo of his character and passion, his mistakes and his weaknesses.
All sins are attempts to fill voids.
Private passions tire and exhaust themselves, public ones never.
People demand freedom of speech as a compensation for the freedom of thought which they seldom use.
These are people who are capable of devotion, public devotion, to justice. They meant what they said and every day that passes, they mean it more.
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.
Anyone who says he can see through women is missing a lot.
Johnny Cash has always been larger than life.
Everything can be taken from a man or a woman but one thing: the last of human freedoms to choose one's attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one's own way.
Some people seem to fade away but then when they are truly gone, it's like they didn't fade away at all.
Man has the power to act as his own destroyer - and that is the way he has acted through most of his history.
Everyone has his own specific vocation or mission in life; everyone must carry out a concrete assignment that demands fulfillment. Therein he cannot be replaced, nor can his life be repeated, thus, everyone's task is unique as his specific opportunity to implement it.
I measure the progress of a community by the degree of progress which women have achieved.
Humanity is acquiring all the right technology for all the wrong reasons.
When people are protecting something truly special to them, they truly can become...as strong as they can be.
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.
There seems to be some perverse human characteristic that likes to make easy things difficult.
