Bees sip honey from flowers and hum their thanks when they leave. The gaudy butterfly is sure that the flowers owe thanks to him..

The child ever dwells in the mystery of ageless time,unobscured by the dust of history..

A mind all logic is like a knife all blade. It makes the hand bleed that uses it..

The truth comes as conqueror only because we have lost the art of receiving it as guest..

I thought that my voyage had come to its end at the last limit of my power, that the path before me was closed, that provisions were exhausted, and t….

Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain but for the heart to conquer it..

And joy is everywhere; it is in the earth's green covering of grass; in the blue serenity of the sky..

Other animals ran only when they had a reason, but the horse would run for no reason whatever, as if to run out of his own skin.

We read the world wrong and say that it deceives us..

The most important lesson that man can learn from life, is not that there is pain in this world, but that it is possible for him to transmute it into….

Gray hairs are signs of wisdom if you hold your tongue, speak and they are but hairs, as in the young..

The danger inherent in all force grows stronger when it is likely to gain success, for then it becomes temptation..

Let this be my last word, that I trust in thy love..

for we women are not only the deities of the household fire, but the flame of the soul itself..

I am willing to serve my country, but my worship I reserve for Right which is far greater than my country. To worship my country as a god is to bring….

Life itself is a strange mixture. We have to take it as it is, try to understand it, and then to better it..

Saltwater heals, healing referring to its various forms; tears, cleanses and heals the soul; sweat, cleanses through labor; the ocean, heals in all i….

The spirit of rejection finds its support in the consciousness of separateness; the spirit of acceptance finds its base in the consciousness of unity..

It is no easy task to lead men. But it is easy enough to drive them..

I touch God in my songas the hill touched the far-away seawith its waterfall..

I ask my destiny - what power is this That cruelly drives me onward without rest? My destiny says, "Look round!" I turn back and see It is I myself t….