I can calculate the motion of heavenly bodies but not the madness of people.
When people are protecting something truly special to them, they truly can become...as strong as they can be.
Every man takes the limits of his own field of vision for the limits of the world.
The world would be happier if men had the same capacity to be silent that they have to speak.
A person is a person because he recognizes others as persons.
Anyone who says he can see through women is missing a lot.
Great minds discuss ideas. Average minds discuss events. Small minds discuss people.
A great man is different from an eminent one in that he is ready to be the servant of the society.
As far as I knew white women were never lonely, except in books. White men adored them, Black men desired them and Black women worked for them.
We have to heal our wounded world. The chaos, despair, and senseless destruction we see today are a result of the alienation that people feel from each other and their environment.
Cultivation of mind should be the ultimate aim of human existence.
We may have different religions, different languages, different colored skin, but we all belong to one human race.
If you want to know what a man's like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals.
Human nature is not totally fixed, but on any realistic scale, evolutionary processes are much too slow to affect it.
Sometimes our light goes out, but is blown again into instant flame by an encounter with another human being.
Not only will we have to repent for the sins of bad people; but we also will have to repent for the appalling silence of good people.
Are we happy that our grandchildren may never seen an elephant except in a picture book?
A man sooner or later discovers that he is the master-gardener of his soul, the director of his life.
He that wrestles with us strengthens our nerves and sharpens our skill. Our antagonist is our helper.
We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory will swell when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.
In many people it is already an impertinence to say 'I'.