“The wise man realistically accepts as part of life and builds a philosophy to meet them and make the most of them. He lives on the principle of nothing attempted, nothing gained and is resolved that if he fails he is going to fail while trying to succeed.”

There are two kinds of pedestrians… the quick and the dead.

The price of power is responsibility for the public good.

There is convincing evidence that the search for solitude is not a luxury but a biological need. Just as humans posses a herding instinct that keeps us close to others most of the time, we also have a conflicting drive to seek out solitude.

Live constructively and live optimistically.

What’s wonderful is to read the different translations – some done in 1600 and some in 1900 – of the same passage. It’s fascinating to watch the same tale repeated in such a different way by two different centuries.

If you’re involved in an accident and you’re at fault $500,000 may not be enough. Do you really want to lose your house because you failed to spend an extra couple of hundred bucks?

Walk with a sense of being a part of a vast universe. Consider the thousands of miles of earth beneath your feet; think of the limitless expanse of space above your head.

Our enemy sees us clearly. They will not start a war. They’re worried about one thing: If democracy develops here, if we succeed, we will win

Doing leads more surely to talking than talking to doing.

The tax collector must love poor people, he’s creating so many of them.

The work of healing is peeling away the barriers of fear that keep us unaware of our true nature of love, peace, and rich interconnection with the web of life.

Dread not events unknown, and be not downhearted, for the fountain of the water of life is involved in obscurity.

Progress is a continuing effort to make the things we eat, drink, and wear as good as they used to be.

What the heck do you think I’m doing? I’m laying these darn bricks! He then walked over to the second bricklayer and asked the same question.

Aristocracy has three successive ages. First superiority s, then privileges and finally vanities. Having passed from the first, it degenerates in the second and dies in the third.

The best that can be said of you is that you got saved.

Magic becomes art when it has nothing to hide.

We have the real self and the false self, there’s nothing wrong with them, and everyone has both of them.

I can only speculate why so little has been said of this breakthrough; in fact , I may never get over the silence on the part of writers who say nothing about this second movement.

Nothing is personal. Everything is play.

Although I am in sympathy with modern idioms, I abhor music which attempts nothing more than the illustration of a stylistic fad. And in using modern techniques,

Listening to his songs she heard nothing but bad news, still she made her mind up to try to get him win or lose.

Nothing exists in this world but me and my bed…” (p. 141).

Nothing to do but work, Nothing to eat but food, Nothing to wear out but clothes, To keep one from going nude.