Every man feels instinctively that all the beautiful sentiments in the world weigh less than a single lovely action.
At night, I open the window and ask the moon to come and press its face against mine. Breathe into me. Close the language - door and open the love - window. The moon won’t use the door, only the window.
The voting booth joint is a great leveller, the whole neighbourhood – rich, poor, old, young, decrepit and spunky – they all turn out in one day.
We are responsible for what we are, and whatever we wish ourselves to be, we have the power to make ourselves. If what we are now has been the result of our own past actions, it certainly follows that whatever we wish to be in future can be produced by our present actions; so we have to know how to act.
