Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

He looks the whole world in the face for he owes not any man.

The human race was always interesting and we know by its past that it will always continue so, monotonously.

Still, if you will not fight for the right when you can easily win without bloodshed; if you will not fight when your victory will be sure and not too costly; you may come to the moment when you will have to fight with all the odds against you and only a precarious chance of survival. There may even be a worse case. You may have to fight when there is no hope of victory, because it is better to perish than live as slaves.

Kings in this should imitate God, their mercy should be above their works.

The end of the human race will be that it will eventually die of civilization.

Be better. Be better at everything. Be better fathers… Men can be better husbands, which is – be a part of your family’s life. Do the dishes. Don’t babysit your children. You don’t babysit your own children. Be engaged. Don’t just think going to work and coming home makes you a man. Being a father, being engaged, all that stuff is important. Be a better employer. When you are sitting at a seat of power at a table of any kind and you look around you just see you, it’s just you and a bunch of men around a table, on a golf course, making deals, and you allow that to happen, and you’re okay with that – be better.

Giving up smoking is the easiest thing in the world. I know because I’ve done it thousands of times.

When desire, having rejected reason and overpowered judgment which leads to right, is set in the direction of the pleasure which beauty can inspire, and when again under the influence of its kindred desires it is moved with violent motion towards the beauty of corporeal forms, it acquires a surname from this very violent motion, and is called love.

It is very hard to be simple enough to be good.

All colors will agree in the dark.

Cruel with guilt, and daring with despair, the midnight murderer bursts the faithless bar; invades the sacred hour of silent rest and leaves, unseen, a dagger in your breast.

The hues of the opal, the light of the diamond, are not to be seen if the eye is too near.

Peace by persuasion has a pleasant sound, but I think we should not be able to work it. We should have to tame the human race first, and history seems to show that that cannot be done.

Work is life, you know, and without it, there’s nothing but fear and insecurity.

It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.

Nothing can bring you peace but yourself; nothing, but the triumph of principles.