“I flee who chases me and chase who flees me.”

Nothing is stronger than habit.

Poetry comes fine-spun from a mind at peace.

Often the prickly thorn produces tender roses.

I am a shipwrecked man who fears every sea.

Not knowing what he sees, he adores the sight; That false face fools and fuels his delight.

There is more refreshment and stimulation in a nap, even of the briefest, than in all the alcohol ever distilled.

At times it is folly to hasten at other times, to delay. The wise do everything in its proper time.

God himself helps those who dare.

You will go most safely by the middle way.

All things change; nothing perishes.

There is a certain pleasure in weeping.

A new idea is delicate. It can be killed by a sneer or a yawn; it can be stabbed to death by a quip and worried to death by a frown on the right man’s brow.

Anything cracked will shatter at a touch.

First appearance deceives many.

A prince should be slow to punish, and quick to reward.

If you want to be loved, be lovable.

Loss teaches us that life is fragile and love is worth the chase.

Chase your passion, not your pension.

People are chasing cash, not happiness. When you chase money, you’re going to lose. You’re just going to. Even if you get the money, you’re not going to be happy.

Chase nothing but moments.

Chasing unavailable people is self abandonment.

Let’s cut the chase. You’ve caught me.

When a naked man is chasing a woman through an alley with a butcher knife and a hard-on, I figure he isn’t out collecting for the Red Cross.

When you know what are you are doing and have a clear vision of where you are going, you will not need to chase opportunities. Opportunities will seek you. Happiness will chase you. And, instead of being a choice, you will be the one choosing.