“Only he deserves power who every day justifies it.”

Your cravings as a human animal do not become a prayer just because it is God whom you ask to attend to them.

Your body must become familiar with its death – in all its possible forms and degrees – as a self-evident, imminent, and emotionally neutral step on the way towards the goal you have found worthy of your life.

The Assembly has witnessed over the last weeks how historical truth is established; once an allegation has been repeated a few times.

Maturity – among other things, the unclouded happiness of the child at play, who takes it for granted that he is at one with his play-mates.

Time goes by, reputation increases, ability declines.

I never discuss discussions.

A task becomes a duty from the moment you suspect it to be an essential part of that integrity which alone entitles a man to assume responsibility.

The more we do, the more we can do; the more busy we are, the more leisure we have.

Constant attention by a good nurse may be just as important as a major operation by a surgeon.

Friendship needs no words – it is solitude delivered from the anguish of loneliness.

Those who invoke history will certainly be heard by history. And they will have to accept its verdict.

Pray that your loneliness may spur you into finding something to live for, great enough to die for.

The more faithfully you listen to the voices within you, the better you will hear what is sounding outside.

There is a point at which everything becomes simple and there is no longer any question of choice, because all you have staked will be lost if you look back. Life’s point of no return.

Is life so wretched? Isn’t it rather your hands which are too small, your vision which is muddled? You are the one who must grow up.

What makes loneliness an anguish is not that I have no one to share my burden, but this: I have only my own burden to bear.

Tomorrow is tomorrow. Future cares have future cures, And we must mind today.

Of course, I don’t act in an extreme fashion in my day to day life. I don’t think any of us live do. I think we all have that reserve somewhere and we pull upon it when we need it.

I’m still searching for an angel with a broken wing. It’s not very easy to find them these days.

Each day, be sure to laugh, to think, to cry; that’s one heckuva full day.

Time alone reveals the just man; but you might discern a bad man in a single day.

Leeches should be kept a day before applying them. They should be squeezed to make them eject the contents of their stomachs.

I feel I am a little unfit for the kind of music that is being made today. There is a big difference between what I sang earlier and what is being made now. I am not saying this music is bad, but there are too many beats.

We should do three things every day of our life. Number one is laugh. You should laugh every day. Number two is to think, we should spend some time in thought. And, number three is you should have your emotions moved to tears.