“We need never be ashamed of our tears.”

My advice is to never do tomorrow what you can do today. Procrastination is the thief of time.

There is something in sickness that breaks down the pride of manhood.

Once a gentleman, and always a gentleman.

Time and tide will wait for no man, saith the adage. But all men have to wait for time and tide.

For not an orphan in the wide world can be so deserted as the child who is an outcast from a living parent’s love.

Family not only need to consist of merely those whom we share blood, but also for those whom we’d give blood.

No one is useless in this world who lightens the burden of it to anyone else.

The worst of all listeners is the man who does nothing but listen.

I will live in the past, the present, and the future. The spirits of all three shall strive within me.

Love, though said to be afflicted with blindness, is a vigilant watchman.

I have been bent and broken, but – I hope – into a better shape.

We can refute assertions, but who can refute silence?

One should never be ashamed to cry. Tears are rain on the dust of earth.

Reflect upon your present blessings of which every man has many – not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some.

We lawyers are always curious, always inquisitive, always picking up odds and ends for our patchwork minds, since there is no knowing when and where they may fit into some corner.

There are strings in the human heart that had better not be vibrated.

Integrity means that if our private life were suddenly exposed, we’d have no reason to be ashamed or embarrassed. Integrity means that our outward life is consistent with our inner convictions.

To others, being wrong is a source of shame; to me, recognizing my mistakes is a source of pride.

He was unhinged. Shameless. Everything wrong and everything right. And he held the key to my cage in his palm.

When we wallow in guilt, remorse, and shame over real or imagined sins of the past, we are disdaining God’s gift of grace.

I refuse to be ashamed of the fact that my body does bleed each month; it is why we are all here.

Living with scars caused by self harm is not a shame.

But when we came out of camp, that’s when I first realized that being in camp, that being Japanese-American, was something shameful.

It’s such a shame to waste time. We always think we have so much of it.