Not everything that can be counted counts, and not everything that counts can be counted.
What you do speaks so loud that I cannot hear what you say.
Love is that splendid triggering of human vitality... the supreme activity which nature affords anyone for going out of himself toward someone else.
What more felicity can fall to creature, than to enjoy delight with liberty.
The undertaking of a new action brings new strength.
There is a tragic flaw in our precious Constitution, and I don't know what can be done to fix it. This is it: Only nut cases want to be president.
More movement, and the sense of bodies being shackled in alongside of me.
I'm struck by the insidious, computer-driven tendency to take things out of the domain of muscular activity and put them into the domain of mental activity. The transfer is not paying off. Sure, muscles are unreliable, but they represent several million years of accumulated finesse.
It is curious that physical courage should be so common in the world and moral courage so rare.