A manager is an assistant to his men.

You can be discouraged by failure, or you can learn from it. So go ahead and make mistakes, make all you can. Because, remember that's where you'll find success - on the far side of failure.

Follow the path of the unsafe, independent thinker. Expose your ideas to the danger of controversy. Speak your mind and fear less the label of "crackpot" than the stigma of conformity.

If you want to succeed, double your failure rate.

Once an organization loses its spirit of pioneering and rests on its early work, its progress stops.

Good design is good business.

Really big people are, above everything else, courteous, considerate and generous - not just to some people in some circumstances - but to everyone all the time.

Wisdom is the power to put our time and our knowledge to the proper use.

Nothing so conclusively proves a man's ability to lead others as what he does from day to day to lead himself.

Success is on the far side of failure.

Whenever an individual or a business decides that success has been attained, progress stops.

He’s dozed off again, but I kiss him awake, which seems to startle him. Then he smiles as if he’d be happy to lie there gazing at me forever.

To say the word Romanticism is to say modern art - that is, intimacy, spirituality, color, aspiration towards the infinite, expressed by every means available to the arts.

We need no messiah and no sterile conception of a god menacing us with hell and purgatory.

Between the creative, open and spontaneous approach to life, and the highly disciplined, pragmatic approach, there's a doorway, if you can find it - and it leads to immortality.

The Sufis have a saying: "Praise Allah, and tie your camel to a post." This brings together both parts of practice: pray, yes, but also make sure that you do what is necessary in the world.

If there is any God in this world, He lives in a theatre.

I don't have the stressful job. Barack Obama does.

We live in an ascending scale when we live happily, one thing leading to another in an endless series.

Few faults of style, whether real or imaginary, excite the malignity of a more numerous class of readers, than the use of hard words.

When I was 19 years old, I came down with anorexia. I had it for about a year before it became public. And it had a lot to do with my self-esteem.