Oliver Wendell Holmes

Language is the blood of the soul into which thoughts run and out of which they grow.

Language is the blood of the soul into which thoughts run and out of which they grow.

Revolutions are not made by men in spectacles.

Revolutions are not made by men in spectacles.

Life is painting a picture, not doing a sum.

Life is painting a picture, not doing a sum.

The very minute a thought is threatened with publicity it seems to shrink towards mediocrity.

The very minute a thought is threatened with publicity it seems to shrink towards mediocrity.

I find the great thing in this world is not so much where we stand, as in what direction we read more

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.