Oliver Wendell Holmes
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.
Love is the master key that opens the gates of happiness, of hatred, of jealousy, and, most easily of all, the gate of fear.
Where we love is home — home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.
The young man knows the rules, but the old man knows the exceptions.