It seems that fighting is a game where everybody is the loser.
Research is formalized curiosity. It is poking and prying with a purpose. It is a seeking that he who wishes may know the cosmic secrets of the world and they that dwell therein.
They seemed to be staring at the dark, but their eyes were watching God.
Once you wake up thought in a man, you can never put it to sleep again.
The man who interprets Nature is always held in great honor.
But for the national welfare, it is urgent to realize that the minorities do think, and think about something other than the race problem.
I have been in Sorrow’s kitchen and licked out all the pots. Then I have stood on the peaky mountain wrapped in rainbows, with a harp and sword in my hands.
She had waited all her life for something, and it had killed her when it found her.
It is one of the blessings of this world that few people see visions and dream dreams.
Don’t you realize that the sea is the home of water? All water is off on a journey unless it’s in the sea, and it’s homesick, and bound to make its way home someday.
No man may make another free.
Love, I find, is like singing. Everybody can do enough to satisfy themselves, though it may not impress the neighbors as being very much.
It’s a funny thing, the less people have to live for, the less nerve they have to risk losing nothing.
Grab the broom of anger and drive off the beast of fear.
If you kin see de light at daybreak, you don’t keer if you die at dusk. It’s so many people never seen de light at all.
She didn’t read books so she didn’t know that she was the world and the heavens boiled down to a drop.
Her old thoughts were going to come in handy now, but new words would have to be made and said to fit them.
I do not weep at the world I am too busy sharpening my oyster knife.
Happiness is nothing but everyday living seen through a veil.
Love, I find, is like singing.