Truth has rough flavours if we bite it through.
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.
What makes life dreary is the want of a motive.
Our words have wings, but fly not where we would.
Excessive literary production is a social offense.
It's never too late to be who you might have been.
Ignorance gives one a large range of probabilities.
It is never too late to be what you might have been.
Life began with waking up and loving my mother's face.
The strongest principle of growth lies in human choice.