There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief of deep contrition and of unspeakable love.
The method of nature: who could ever analyze it?
As a cure for worrying work is better than whiskey.
Wisdom has its root in goodness not goodness its root in wisdom.
The invariable mark of wisdom is to see the miraculous in the common.
Two obsessions are the hallmarks of Nature's artistic style.
Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not...
Praise the green earth. Chance has appointed her...