Our dreams drench us in senses, and senses steps us again in dreams.

Success is sweet and sweeter if long delayed and gotten through many struggles and defeats.

Who knows, the mind has the key to all things besides.

One must be a wise reader to quote wisely and well.

While one finds company in himself and his pursuits, he cannot feel old, no matter what his years may be.

The less routine the more life.

To keep the heart unwrinkled, to be hopeful, kindly, cheerful, reverent that is to triumph over old age.

Thought means life, since those who do not think so do not live in any high or real sense. Thinking makes the man.

The true teacher defends his pupils against his own personal influence. He inspires self-distrust. He guides their eyes from himself to the spirit that quickens him. He will have no disciple.

Where there is a mother in the home, matters go well.

A true teacher defends his students against his own personal influences.

A government, for protecting business only, is but a carcass, and soon falls by its own corruption and decay.

Debate is masculine, conversation is feminine.

That is a good book which is opened with expectation, and closed with delight and profit.

Who speaks to the instincts speaks to the deepest in mankind, and finds the readiest response.

We climb to heaven most often on the ruins of our cherished plans, finding our failures were successes.

Our dreams drench us in senses, and senses steps us again in dreams.

Our ideals are our better selves.

Our friends interpret the world and ourselves to us, if we take them tenderly and truly.

Strengthen me by sympathizing with my strength, not my weakness.

To be ignorant of one's ignorance is the malady of the ignorant.

Observation more than books and experience more than persons, are the prime educators.

First find the man in yourself if you will inspire manliness in others.

Our notion of the perfect society embraces the family as its center and ornament, and this paradise is not secure until children appear to animate and complete the picture.

Our dreams drench us in sense, and sense steeps us again in dreams.

The true teacher defends his pupils against his own personal influence. He inspires self-trust. He guides their eyes from himself to the spirit that quickens him. He will have no disciples.

Cities with all their advantages have something hostile to liberal learning the seductions are so subtle and accost the senses so openly on all sides.

Our friends interpret the world and ourselves to us if we take them tenderly and truly.

I consider it the best part of an education to have been born and brought up in the country.

There is virtue in country houses in gardens and orchards in fields streams and groves in rustic recreations and plain manners that neither cities nor universities enjoy.

Debate is masculine conversation is feminine.

Debate is angular conversation circular and radiant of the underlying unity.

Every dogma embodies some shade of truth to give it seeming currency.

The true teacher defends his pupils against his own personal influence.

Equanimity is the gem in virtues chaplet and St. Sweetness the loveliest in her calendar.

Prudence is the footprint of Wisdom.

Success is sweet the sweeter if long delayed and attained through manifold struggles and defeats.

Without a mythology faith is impersonal and heartless.

Opposition strengthens the manly will.

Nature is the armory of genius. Cities serve it poorly, books and colleges at second hand; the eye craves the spectacle of the horizon; of mountain, ocean, river and plain, the clouds and stars; actual contact with the elements, sympathy with the seasons as they rise and roll.

None can teach admirably if not loving his task.

All unrest is but the struggle of the soul to reassure herself of her inborn immortality.

One of the most adventurous things left us is to go to bed. For no one can lay a hand on our dreams.

My life has been a continuous fulfillment of dreams. It appears that everything I saw and did has a new, and perhaps, more significant meaning, every time I see it. The earth is good. It is a privilege to live thereon.

Vain hopes are like certain dreams of those who wake.

We don't have an eternity to realize our dreams, only the time we are here.

Rude contact with facts chased my visions and dreams quickly away, and in their stead I beheld the horrors, the corruption, the evils and hypocrisy of society, and as I stood among them, a young wife, a great wail of agony went out from my soul.

The world is seldom what it seems; to man, who dimly sees, realities appear as dreams, and dreams realities.

I worked on my voice for Sweet Dreams, but only to match my speaking voice to Patsy's actual singing voice. That was my way into that character.