In the End, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.

Nature is not human hearted.

Even an animal, if you show genuine affection, gradually trust develops… If you always showing bad face and beating, how can you develop friendship?

He who loves 50 people has 50 woes; he who loves no one has no woes.

My heart aches for America and its deceived people.

As I’m traveling around, I meet many small children. And when I look at a small and think how we’ve harmed this beautiful planet since I was that age, I feel a kind of desperation, anger, shame. I don’t know what I feel; I just don’t know what the emotion is.

There’s no present. There’s only the immediate future and the recent past.

You don’t have the same mentality as you did five years ago – even one year. People are always changing, and I believe that everyone deserves the space to change and for people to recognize their change.

I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back.

A friend is one who knows you and loves you just the same.

We are anthill men upon an anthill world.

It is easy enough to be friendly to one’s friends. But to befriend the one who regards himself as your enemy is the quintessence of true religion. The other is mere business.

Littera scripta manet – ‚The written word will remain‘. That’s true, but it won’t be that much comfort to me.

To the Master’s honor all must turn, each in its track, without a sound, forever tracing Newton’s ground.

Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art… It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things that give value to survival.

We are masters of the unsaid words, but slaves of those we let slip out.

Thirty was so strange for me. I’ve really had to come to terms with the fact that I am now a walking and talking adult.

The first of April is the day we remember what we are the other 364 days of the year.

My best friend is the man who in wishing me well wishes it for my sake.

These words dropped into my childish mind as if you should accidentally drop a ring into a deep well. I did not think of them much at the time, but there came a day in my life when the ring was fished up out of the well, good as new.

Our moments of inspiration are not lost though we have no particular poem to show for them; for those experiences have left an indelible impression, and we are ever and anon reminded of them.

No man is rich enough to buy back his past.

The things hardest to bear are sweetest to remember.

Who, being loved, is poor?

I gave my archive to Emory University because there’s a really dear friend who teaches there, Rudolph Byrd, and he’s the editor.

The object of opening the mind, as of opening the mouth, is to shut it again on something solid.

Friendship with ones self is all important, because without it one cannot be friends with anyone else in the world.

Let us be silent, that we may hear the whispers of the gods.

Life is the childhood of our immortality.

The world forgetting, by the world forgot.

Christmas is a season not only of rejoicing but of reflection.

If we could first know where we are, and whither we are tending, we could then better judge what to do, and how to do it.

The universe is change; our life is what our thoughts make it.

When you’re drowning, you don’t say ‚I would be incredibly pleased if someone would have the foresight to notice me drowning and come and help me,‘ you just scream.

The progress of rivers to the ocean is not so rapid as that of man to error.

A friend who is far away is sometimes much nearer than one who is at hand. Is not the mountain far more awe-inspiring and more clearly visible to one passing through the valley than to those who inhabit the mountain?

We have lived long enough to experience the hollowness of earth and the rottenness of all carnal promises.

Errors are not in the art but in the artificers.

I die adoring God, loving my friends, not hating my enemies, and detesting superstition.

Tomorrow is the most important thing in life. Comes into us at midnight very clean. It’s perfect when it arrives and it puts itself in our hands. It hopes we’ve learned something from yesterday.

Associate with men of good quality if you esteem your own reputation; for it is better to be alone than in bad company.

Riches are a good hand maiden, but a poor mistress.

Sweet is the memory of past troubles.

The only service a friend can really render is to keep up your courage by holding up to you a mirror in which you can see a noble image of yourself.

When the bank asks me about my assets, I include my friendship with Regis Philbin.

My dear friend, clear your mind of cant.

Day by day we should weigh what we have granted to the spirit of the world against what we have denied to the spirit of Jesus, in thought and especially in deed.

Few things are harder to put up with than the annoyance of a good example.

When I went back to England after a year away, the country seemed stuck, dozing in a fairy tale, stifled by the weight of tradition.

Maybe Christmas, the Grinch thought, doesn’t come from a store.

Of two evils, choose neither.

Dissents speak to a future age.

The most I can do for my friend is simply be his friend.

Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.

The language of friendship is not words but meanings.

There is nothing so absurd that some philosopher has not already said it.

The eternal silence of these infinite spaces frightens me.

Old age is just a record of one’s whole life.

I have a feeling that I make a very good friend, and I’m a good mother, and a good sister, and a good citizen. I am involved in life itself – all of it. And I have a lot of energy and a lot of nerve.

Never make friends with people who are above or below you in status. Such friendships will never give you any happiness.

If somebody thinks they’re a hedgehog, presumably you just give ‚em a mirror and a few pictures of hedgehogs and tell them to sort it out for themselves.