“Few of us get anything without working for it.”

Early morning cheerfulness can be extremely obnoxious.

He isn’t a real boss until he has trained subordinates to shoulder most of his responsibilities.

Most of us regard good luck as our right, and bad luck as a betrayal of that right.

Concentrate on your job and you will forget your other troubles.

The prizes go to those who meet emergencies successfully. And the way to meet emergencies is to do each daily task the best we can.

We always admire the other person more after we’ve tried to do his job.

The reward of energy, enterprise and thrift is taxes.

Next to a sincere compliment, I think I like a well-deserved and honest rebuke.

If people really liked to work, we’d still be plowing the land with sticks and transporting goods on our backs.

The tragedy is that so many have ambition and so few have ability.

The philosophy behind much advertising is based on the old observation that every man is really two men – the man he is and the man he wants to be.

One of the many things nobody ever tells you about middle age is that it’s such a nice change from being young.

Every social injustice is not only cruel, but it is economic waste.

The good deed is usually done by somebody on whom I have no claim.

Not a tenth of us who are in business are doing as well as we could if we merely followed the principles that were known to our grandfathers.

Success seems to be largely a matter of hanging on after others have let go.

You must forge your own path for it to mean anything.

You haven’t done anything wrong. You just haven’t done anything, and that’s what’s wrong.

Suddenly we had become these people who didn’t drink anything but kale, who ended many of our conversations with tears, and for whom no future was guaranteed. It was kind of funny.

Don’t say anything about this to anybody. Any one would say that I am trying to play the good-natured philosopher. I am neither benefactor nor philosopher, but just a human being, and my charities are the pleasantest expense I have on these journeys.

I think I would cease to accomplish anything productive, would quickly dispense with all human contact, and would very well end up with a nasty case of arthritis in my over-used digits from constant gameplay.

More than anything I love being on stage and performing

I never want to take away something when I don’t have anything better to offer him in a way.

The artist’s task is to save the soul of mankind; and anything less is a dithering while Rome burns. Because of the artists, who are self-selected, for being able to journey into the Other, if the artists cannot find the way, then the way cannot be found.