The weather is like the government, always in the wrong.
You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of.
We have committed the Golden Rule to memory; let us now commit it to life.
We are all time travelers, journeying together into the future. But let us work together to make that future a place we want to visit.
The dogmas of the quiet past are inadequate to the stormy present. The occasion is piled high with difficulty, and we must rise with the occasion. As our case is new, so we must think anew and act anew
Comfort is no test of truth. Truth is often far from being comfortable.
The weather is like the government, always in the wrong.
You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of.
We have committed the Golden Rule to memory; let us now commit it to life.
We are all time travelers, journeying together into the future. But let us work together to make that future a place we want to visit.
The dogmas of the quiet past are inadequate to the stormy present. The occasion is piled high with difficulty, and we must rise with the occasion. As our case is new, so we must think anew and act anew
Comfort is no test of truth. Truth is often far from being comfortable.