“Our minds are as different as our faces. We are all traveling to one destination: happiness, but few are going by the same road.”

Next to acquiring good friends, the best acquisition is that of good books.

It is doubtful whether mankind are most indebted to those who like Bacon and Butler dig the gold from the mine of literature, or to those who, like Paley, purify it, stamp it, fix its real value, and give it currency and utility.

We often pretend to fear what we really despise, and more often despise what we really fear.

Mystery magnifies danger as the fog the sun.

A high degree of intellectual refinement in the female is the surest pledge society can have for the improvement of the male.

He that swells in prosperity will be sure to shrink in adversity.

Happiness, that grand mistress of the ceremonies in the dance of life, impels us through all its mazes and meanderings, but leads none of us by the same route.

Happiness leads none of us by the same route.

Temperate men drink the most, because they drink the longest.

That cowardice is incorrigible which the love of power cannot overcome.

Money is the most envied, but the least enjoyed. Health is the most enjoyed, but the least envied.

The Grecian’s maxim would indeed be a sweeping clause in Literature; it would reduce many a giant to a pygmy; many a speech to a sentence; and many a folio to a primer.

Most plagiarists, like the drone, have neither taste to select, industry to acquire, nor skill to improve, but impudently pilfer the honey ready prepared, from the hive.

Strong as our passions are, they may be starved into submission, and conquered without being killed.

The excesses of our youth are drafts upon our old age.

Ladies of Fashion starve their happiness to feed their vanity, and their love to feed their pride.

Since new developments are the products of a creative mind, we must therefore stimulate and encourage that type of mind in every way possible.

Thou canst not touch the freedom of my mind.

I don’t think the human mind can comprehend the past and the future. They are both just illusions that can manipulate you into thinking there’s some kind of change.

All matter originates and exists only by virtue of a force… We must assume behind this force the existence of a conscious and intelligent Mind. This Mind is the matrix of all matter.

Wealth is an inborn attitude of mind, like poverty. The pauper who has made his pile may flaunt his spoils, but cannot wear them plausibly.

I feel it’s my job to continue being a student of music if I want to continue being an artist and a producer of other artists. You have to keep filling your mind with other music. You have to be ahead of the curve.

There is no matter as such—mind is the matrix of all matter.

When a man knows he is to be hanged in a fortnight, it concentrates his mind wonderfully.