“One man is an oppressor because many are slaves; let us despise the slaves.”

The soul attracts that which it secretly harbors; that which it loves, and also that which it fears.

He must avoid quarreling as he would avoid drinking a deadly poison.

Suffering is always the effect of wrong thoughts in some direction. It is an indication that the individual is out of harmony with himself, with the Law of his being.

Every act of a man springs from the hidden seeds of thought.

For weakness cannot persist in a power-evolving universe.

A man can only rise, conquer, and achieve by lifting up his thoughts.

Only he whose thoughts are controlled and purified, makes the winds and the storms of the soul obey him.

A person is limited only by the thoughts that he chooses.

He that seeketh findeth, and to him that knocketh it shall be opened.

The outer world of circumstance shapes itself to the inner world of thought.

The truly self-possessed, however, are free from the whims of fate and chance. Calmly, they affect their will, and with strength of character and purity of intention, they attract to their person solely positive outcomes.

Circumstance does not make the man; it reveals him to himself.

To begin to think with purpose, is to enter the ranks of those strong ones who only recognize failure as one of the pathways to attainment.

Cherish the music that stirs in your heart, the beauty that forms in your mind, the loveliness that drapes your purest thoughts.

Mind is the master weaver, both of the inner garment of character and the outer garment of circumstance.

The “divinity that shapes our ends” is in ourselves.

Small causes are sufficient to make a man uneasy, when great ones are not in the way: for want of a block he will stumble at a straw.

Each man is good in the sight of the Great Spirit.

Love is a job doer and a man slayer. Both equally efficient, until the taste of it is most felt on the cold side of the ribs.

I am asking a boy to do a man’s job and love me.

When I hear a guy lost a battle to cancer, that really did bother me, that that’s a term. It implies that he failed and that somebody else that defeated cancer is heroic and courageous.

A pair of bright eyes with a dozen glances suffice to subdue a man; to enslave him, and enflame him; to make him even forget; they dazzle him so that the past becomes straightway dim to him; and he so prizes them that he would give all his life to possess ’em.

I was dreaming about my grandfather. A very old man, at least as old as I am now, 91. I thought, when I was a boy, that he had been 91 all his life. Now I feel as if I have been 91 all my life.

A nice man is a man of nasty ideas.