Most people are willing to take the Sermon on the Mount as a flag to sail under, but few will use it as a rudder by which to steer.

To reach a port we must sail, sometimes with the wind, and sometimes against it. But we must not drift or lie at anchor.

Fresh air is good if you do not take too much of it; most of the achievements and pleasures of life are in bad air.

I find the great thing in this world is not so much where we stand, as in what direction we are moving: To reach the port of heaven, we must sail sometimes with the wind and sometimes against it - but we must sail, and not drift, nor lie at anchor.

A few can touch the magic string, and noisy fame is proud to win them: Alas for those that never sing, but die with all their music in them!

A goose flies by a chart which the Royal Geographical Society could not mend.