The first symptom of love in a young man is shyness; the first symptom in a woman, it's boldness.
Be like the bird that, pausing in her flight awhile on boughs too slight, feels them give way beneath her, and yet sings, knowing that she hath wings.
Be like the bird that, passing on her flight awhile on boughs too slight, feels them give way beneath her, and yet sings, knowing that she hath wings.
An invasion of armies can be resisted, but not the invasion of ideas.
A compliment is like a kiss through a veil.
There are thoughts which are prayers. There are moments when, whatever the posture of the body, the soul is on its knees.
Nothing else in the world... not all the armies... is so powerful as an idea whose time has come.
Evil. Mistrust those who rejoice at it even more than those who do it.
An invasion of armies can be resisted, but not an idea whose time has come.