As the eagle was killed by the arrow winged with his own feather, so the hand of the world is wounded by its own skill.

The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart.

The world is so full of care and sorrow that it is a gracious debt we owe to one another to discover the bright crystals of delight hidden in somber circumstances and irksome tasks

We could never learn to be brave and patient, if there were only joy in the world

The world is moved along, not only by the mighty shoves of its heroes, but also by the aggregate of the tiny pushes of each honest worker.

Although the world is full of suffering, it is full also of the overcoming of it