We’re all human, aren’t we? Every human life is worth the same, and worth saving.
What is that you express in your eyes? It seems to me more than all the print I have read in my life.
Hide not your talents, they for use were made, What’s a sundial in the shade?
Never look down on anybody unless you’re helping them up.
When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive – to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love – then make that day count!
One has a moral responsibility to disobey unjust laws.
What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason! how infinite in faculty! in form, in moving, how express and admirable! in action how like an angel! in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the world! the paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust?
If you are not the hero of your own story, then you’re missing the whole point of your humanity.
Millions of people are suffering: they want to be loved but they don’t know how to love. And love cannot exist as a monologue; it is a dialogue, a very harmonious dialogue.
Carve your name on hearts, not tombstones. A legacy is etched into the minds of others and the stories they share about you.
You can’t lead the people if you don’t love the people. You can’t save the people if you don’t serve the people.
People are just as wonderful as sunsets if you let them be. When I look at a sunset, I don’t find myself saying, “Soften the orange a bit on the right hand corner.” I don’t try to control a sunset. I watch with awe as it unfolds.