Grab the broom of anger and drive off the beast of fear.

So the brother in black offers to these United States the source of courage that endures, and laughter.

There is something about poverty that smells like death.

It is one of the blessings of this world that few people see visions and dream dreams.

Grab the broom of anger and drive off the beast of fear.

It seems to me that trying to live without friends is like milking a bear to get cream for your morning coffee. It is a whole lot of trouble, and then not worth much after you get it.

It's a funny thing, the less people have to live for, the less nerve they have to risk losing nothing.

The present was an egg laid by the past that had the future inside its shell.

Trees and plants always look like the people they live with, somehow.

If you want that good feeling that comes from doing things for other folks then you have to pay for it in abuse and misunderstanding.