As in the rankest soil the most beautiful flowers are grown, so in the dark soil of poverty the choicest flowers of humanity have developed and bloomed.

Work joyfully and peacefully, knowing that right thoughts and right efforts inevitably bring about right results.

Men are anxious to improve their circumstances, but are unwilling to improve themselves; they therefore remain bound.

A man sooner or later discovers that he is the master-gardener of his soul, the director of his life.

In all human affairs there are efforts, and there are results, and the strength of the effort is the measure of the result.

The more tranquil a man becomes, the greater is his success, his influence, his power for good. Calmness of mind is one of the beautiful jewels of wisdom.

Self-control is strength. Right thought is mastery. Calmness is power.

The outer conditions of a person's life will always be found to reflect their inner beliefs.

Our life is what our thoughts make it. A man will find that as he alters his thoughts toward things and other people, things and other people will alter towards him.

No duty is more urgent than that of returning thanks.

The soul attracts that which it secretly harbors; that which it loves, and also that which it fears.

We both loved the birds and animals and plants. We both felt far happier out of doors. I felt a peace in nature that I could never find in the human world, as you know.

To the being of fully alive the future is not ominous but a promise it surrounds the present like a halo.

Any pilot can describe the mechanics of flying. What it can do for the spirit of man is beyond description.

For the love of God, will someone please punch me in the face so I can see some stars?

those who use the word 'lifestyle' are rarely in possession of either.

Parents look at me like I'm somebody pretty important, and say, We were raised on your characters, and now we're enjoying them all over again with our children.

And if nobody reads me, shall I have wasted my time, when I have beguiled so many idle hours with such pleasant and profitable reflections?

Maybe your weird is my normal. Who's to say?

A man who flatters a woman hopes either to find her a fool or to make her one.

Shame is quicksand on the path to soul.