The human mind always makes progress, but it is progress in spirals.

We suffer more often in imagination than in reality.

I find the great thing in this world is not so much where we stand, as in what direction we are moving.

Muddy water is best cleared by leaving it alone.

I do not think it worth while to wait for enjoyment until there is some real opportunity for it.

Maybe who we are isn't so much about what we do, but rather what we're capable of when we least expect it.

Love... is the honoring of others in a way that grants them the grace of their own autonomy.

The heart is not like a box that gets filled up; it expands in size the more you love.

Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known.

I still believe, in spite of everything, that people are truly good at heart.

Every individual matters. Every individual has a role to play.

Trifles make perfection, and perfection is no trifle.