Let me never fall into the vulgar mistake of dreaming that I am persecuted whenever I am contradicted.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Our opinions of the world, are confessions of character.
The sun illuminates only the eye of the man, but shines into the eye and the heart of the child.
You have just dined, and however scrupulously the slaughterhouse is concealed in the graceful distance of miles, there is complicity.
The invariable mark of wisdom is to see the miraculous in the common.
The alleged power to charm down insanity, or ferocity in beasts, is a power behind the eye.