The best portion of a good man’s life is his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love.
All theory, dear friend, is gray, but the golden tree of life springs ever green.
From childhood on I have had the dream of life lived as a sacrament… the dream implied taking life ritually as something holy.
Happy are those who dwell apart from the harrowing tumults of public life!
The strong manly ones in life are those who understand the meaning of the word patience.
But at the same time you can’t assume that making a difference 20 years ago is going to allow you to sort of live on the laurels of those victories for the rest of your life.
A mother, after all, is your entry into the world. She is the shell in which you divide and become a life. Waking up in a world without her is like waking up in a world without sky: unimaginable.
Debating clubs among boys are very useful, not only as affording pleasant meetings and interesting discussions, but also as serving for training grounds for developing the knowledge and the qualities that are needed in public life.
All men have one entrance into life, and the like going out.
Is life worth living? This is a question for an embryo not for a man.