“When a man is no longer anxious to do better than well, he is done for.”

“If you have money, power, and status today, it is due to the century and place in which you were born, to your talents and capacities and health, none of which you earned. In short, all your resour...”

“Life is but a Weaving (the Tapestry Poem)My life is but a weavingBetween my God and me.I cannot choose the colorsHe weaveth steadily.Oft times He weaveth sorrow;And I in foolish prideForget He sees...”

“He that doth the ravens feed. Yea providently caters for the sparrow. Be comfort to my age!”

“And there was never a better time to delve for pleasure in language than the sixteenth century, when novelty blew through English like a spring breeze. Some twelve thousand words, a phenomenal numb...”

“O! Learn to read what silent love hath writ:to hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit.”

“What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine eyesWould, with themselves, shut up my thoughts...”

“And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.”

“You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.”

“The road to hell is paved with adverbs.”