Always have something to say. The man who has something to say and who is known never to speak unless he has, is sure to be listened to.�

People rarely succeed unless they have fun in what they are doing.

Remember, today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday.

It isn't what you have, or who you are, or where you are, or what you are doing that makes you happy or unhappy. It is what you think about.

If you are not in the process of becoming the person you want to be, you are automatically engaged in becoming the person you don't want to be.

Any fool can criticize, condemn and complain - and most fools do. But it takes character and self control to be understanding and forgiving.

Most of the important things in the world have been accomplished by people who have kept on trying when there seemed to be no hope at all.

When we hate our enemies, we are giving them power over us: power over our sleep, our appetites, our blood pressure, our health, and our happiness.

Instead of worrying about what people say of you, why not spend time trying to accomplish something they will admire.

The world is so full of people who are grabbing and self-seeking. So the rare individual who unselfishly tries to serve others has an enormous advantage. He has little competition.

The successful man will profit from his mistakes and try again in a different way.

As an artist, if your work doesn't inflame at least part of the audience, then you might as well call it quits and sell insurance... The world needs more boundary pushers, not more boundary creators.

In every trade save war men of talent and vigor prosper. In war they die.

Our work is to make ourselves visible in the world. This is the soul's individual journey, and the soul would much rather fail at its own life than succeed at someone else's.

Life that only a few hours before had glowed with enthusiasm and exultation, suddenly paled and sickened.

The eternal gulf between being and idea can only be bridged by the rainbow of imagination.

Laughter is the fireworks of the soul.

I suppose no man becomes a pocket hunter by first intention.

As long as skies are blue, and fields are green Evening must usher night, night urge the morrow, Month follow month with woe, and year wake year to sorrow

Never abandon life. There is a way out of everything except death.

When I was a kid I wanted to be a musician. I used to play the trumpet. I practiced all the time, but I got braces and I couldn't play it anymore, so I had all of this free time.