A man may well be condemned, not for doing something, but for doing nothing.

A man may well be condemned, not for doing something, but for doing nothing.

We will either find a way, or make one.

We will either find a way, or make one.

What we must decide is perhaps how we are valuable, rather than how
valuable we are.

What we must decide is perhaps how we are valuable, rather than how
valuable we are.

We must all suffer one of two things: the pain of discipline or the
pain of regret or disappointment.

We must all suffer one of two things: the pain of discipline or the
pain of regret or disappointment.

A celebrity is a person who works hard all his life to
become well known, then wears dark glasses to read more

A celebrity is a person who works hard all his life to
become well known, then wears dark glasses to avoid being recognized.

It is not because the touch of genius has roused genius to production, but because the admiration of genius has read more

It is not because the touch of genius has roused genius to production, but because the admiration of genius has made talent ambitious, that the harvest is still so abundant.

There is enough in the world for everyone to have plenty, to live
happily, and to be at peace with read more

There is enough in the world for everyone to have plenty, to live
happily, and to be at peace with his neighbors.

Here is little Effie's head. Her brains are made of gingerbread. When
the judgement day comes, God will find six read more

Here is little Effie's head. Her brains are made of gingerbread. When
the judgement day comes, God will find six crumbs. Stooping by the coffin
lid waiting for something to rise as the something's always did. Imagine
His surprise, bellowing above the general noise, "Where is Effie? She
was dead." Back to God in a tiny voice: "My name's Maybe."
The first crumb said. The number two crumb picked up the song.
"Might, I'm called. I've done no wrong." Cried the third crumb,
"I am Should. Here's our little brother Could and my big sister
Would. Don't punish us for we've been good." And the last crumb, with
some shame, whispered unto God, "My name is Must and with the others,
we've been Effie, who isn't alive and never was. Cross the threshold have
no dread. Lift the sheet back in this way.

You are seeking joy and peace in far-off places. But
the spring of joy is in your heart. The haven read more

You are seeking joy and peace in far-off places. But
the spring of joy is in your heart. The haven of peace is in yourself.