“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.”

We are not permitted to choose the frame of our destiny. But what we put into it is ours.

The pursuit of peace and progress cannot end in a few years in either victory or defeat.

If even dying is to be made a social function, then, grant me the favor of sneaking out on tiptoe without disturbing the party.

Praise those of your critics for whom nothing is up to standard.

The pursuit of peace and progress, with its trials and its errors, its successes and its setbacks, can never be relaxed and never abandoned.

The breaking wave and the muscle as it contracts obey the same law. Delicate line gathers the body’s total strength in a bold balance. Shall my soul meet so severe a curve, journeying on its way to form?

Time always seems long to the child who is waiting – for Christmas, for next summer, for becoming a grownup: long also when he surrenders his whole soul to each moment of a happy day.

Never look down to test the ground before taking your next step; only he who keeps his eye fixed on the far horizon will find the right road.

God does not die on the day when we cease to believe in a personal deity, but we die on the day when our lives cease to be illumined by the steady radiance, renewed daily, of a wonder, the source of which is beyond all reason.

It is easy to be nice, even to an enemy – from lack of character.

In the last analysis, it is our conception of death which decides our answers to all the questions that life puts to us.

Never for the sake of peace and quiet deny your convictions.

I believe that we should die with decency so that at least decency will survive.

Do not seek death. Death will find you. But seek the road which makes death a fulfillment.

Never measure the height of a mountain until you have reached the top. Then you will see how low it was.

Never, for the sake of peace and quiet, deny your own experience or convictions.

Whilst shooting think of nothing else; brace the whole of the body

And no one lifts a hand.

The world is not as it was when it came from its Maker’s hands.

Revenge in the hands of your enemies is a loaded gun.

I’d probably go to see Saturn first-thing and see as close to those rings as I can get and see if I can fly by one of them and try and put one of my hands through them.

Shaq is Shaq. I did an episode of The Soup with Shaq, and he shook my hand, and I felt like I was a Ken doll, like I had no hand.

The small businessman is smart; he realizes there’s no free lunch. On the other hand, he knows where to go to get a good inexpensive sandwich.

I lay my hands upon the stars, as on the crystal wheels of the harmonica. Now fast, now slow, as my soul wills, I turn the stars.