“There can be no good fable with human beings in it. There can be no good fairy tale without them.”

Self-help is the best help.

We often give our enemies the means for our own destruction.

The level of our success is limited only by our imagination and no act of kindness, however small, is ever wasted.

Faithful are the wounds of a friend; but the kisses of an enemy are deceitful.

It is wise to turn circumstances to good account.

We should look to the mind, and not to the outward appearance.

Do not tell others how to act unless you can set a good example.

Look and see which way the wind blows before you commit yourself.

In serving the wicked, expect no reward, and be thankful if you escape injury for your pains.

Those who cry the loudest are not always the ones who are hurt the most.

Poverty with security is better than plenty in the midst of fear and uncertainty.

After all is said and done, more is said than done.

I can’t be friends with a man who blows hot and cold with the same breath.

Do nothing without regard to the consequences.

A man who looks to his friends for help will take his time about a thing.

Don’t let your special character and values, the secret that you know and no one else does, the truth – don’t let that get swallowed up by the great chewing complacency.

We’ve got no fairytale ending, in God’s hands our fate is complete. Your heaven’s here in my heart, our love’s this dust beneath my feet.

It’s a fairytale so tragic there’s no prince to break the spell. I don’t believe in magic, but for you I will.

I know fairytales aren’t real but being with you felt like one.

Darling, our story was a beautifully tragic thing. Magical as it happened unbearable when it ended.

In the end no one comes to saves us, we have to save ourselves -be your own fairytale.

Everyone chases fairytales and magic until love becomes an illusion.

The public wanted a fairy princess to come and touch them and everything would turn to gold. Little did they realise that the individual is crucifying herself inside because she didn’t think she was good enough.

The idea of my life as a fairy tale is itself a fairy tale.