No person is your friend who demands your silence, or denies your right to grow.
All art is a struggle to be, in a particular sort of way, virtuous.
The ending of sorrow is the beginning of wisdom.
Not all of us can do great things. But we can do small things with great love.
Silence is the most perfect expression of scorn.
Id rather die on my feet, than live upon my knees.
No person is your friend who demands your silence, or denies your right to grow.
All art is a struggle to be, in a particular sort of way, virtuous.
The ending of sorrow is the beginning of wisdom.
Not all of us can do great things. But we can do small things with great love.
Silence is the most perfect expression of scorn.
Id rather die on my feet, than live upon my knees.