Fate is never too generous even to its favorites. Rarely do the gods grant a mortal more than one immortal deed.

The thought is a deed. Of all deeds she fertilizes the world most.

The purpose firm is equal to the deed.

The light of lights looks always on the motive, not the deed, the shadow of shadows on the deed alone.

With every deed you are sowing a seed, though the harvest you may not see.

One brave deed makes no hero.

A good deed never goes unpunished.

While we are living in the present, we must celebrate life every day, knowing that we are becoming history with every work, every action, every deed.

Life is like a cash register, in that every account, every thought, every deed, like every sale, is registered and recorded.

How far that little candle throws its beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.

The attempt and not the deed confounds us.

Talking isn't doing. It is a kind of good deed to say well; and yet words are not deeds.

Day by day we should weigh what we have granted to the spirit of the world against what we have denied to the spirit of Jesus, in thought and especially in deed.

If I look to see what I ever did that, for all I now know, some other man might not have done, I am utterly unable to discover the certainly unique deed.

The world, as transformed by this creative deed, is better than it would have been had all else remained the same, but had that deed of treason not been done at all.