A man's happiness: to do the things proper to man.

The happiness of your life depends upon the quality of your thoughts.

When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive - to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love.

Everything we hear is an opinion, not a fact. Everything we see is a perspective, not the truth.

It never ceases to amaze me: we all love ourselves more than other people, but care more about their opinions than our own.

You have power over your mind - not outside events. Realize this, and you will find strength.

The opinion of 10,000 men is of no value if none of them know anything about the subject.

If you are distressed by anything external, the pain is not due to the thing itself, but to your estimate of it; and this you have the power to revoke at any moment.

Whenever you are about to find fault with someone, ask yourself the following question: What fault of mine most nearly resembles the one I am about to criticize?

The object of life is not to be on the side of the majority, but to escape finding oneself in the ranks of the insane.

Very little is needed to make a happy life; it is all within yourself, in your way of thinking.

There is in Jesus Christ more merit and righteousness than the whole world has need of.

I sighed and deleted the message, imagining the dirty clothes multiplying like rabbits, because that’s what they do when I’m not around.

He who hurries through life hurries to his grave.

Don't accumulate if you do not need. The excess of wealth in your hands is for the society, and you are the trustee for the same.

That's my gutsy advice to any young writer: write only about what you know well.

It was wrong. But it was worth it.

People say you have to work on your resentments. Yeah, no, I'm gonna hang onto them and they're gonna fuel my attack.

I think personal actions definitely matter. I think collectively they can make a big difference. But I also think that people don't live in a vacuum.

A woman will forget that a man is male, if they are good enough friends, but men rarely forget that a woman is feminine.

Poetry calls us to pause. There is so much we overlook, while the abundance around us continues to shimmer, on its own.