Being competent means the ability to control and operate the things in the environment and the environment itself.

You don't get rich writing science fiction. If you want to get rich, you start a religion.

Freedom is for honest people. No man who is not himself honest can be free – he is his own trap.

What is true for you is what you have observed yourself. And when you lose that, you have lost everything.

Never regret yesterday. Life is in you today and you make your tomorrow.

Nothing in Scientology is true for you unless you have observed it and it is true according to your observation

Scientology is the only specific (cure) for radiation (atomic bomb) burns.

They smell of all the baths they didnt take. The trouble with China is, there are too many chinks here.

To love in spite of all is the secret of greatness. And may very well be the greatest secret in this universe.

The test of true competence is the end result.

The only way you can control people is to lie to them. You can write that down in your book in great big letters. The only way you can control anybody is to lie to them.

(the modern writer’s aim is) general revelation by suggestion (and) making a very tiny part do for a whole.

Fairy Tales always have a happy ending.' That depends... on whether you are Rumpelstiltskin or the Queen.

Teeming brain can never never ceaseHush! Hush yellow bowl of SocratesCouplet by Mk Bhutta

What makes one person approachable and another one not? That simple difference alone can make or break your success in your life, in your relationships, and in your career.

Communion is the law of growth, and homes only thrive when they sustain relations with each other.

I feel slightly confused about certain things. Practical and tactical things. When you try to make everyone happy… in the end you've got to make yourself happy.

Republicans and Democrats can barely do what they're supposed to do, and they sure can't do math!

I see no reason why I should tickle stones or waste time on polishing bronze.

Yeah, well, we're all writers, aren't we? He's a writer that hasn't been published, and I'm a writer who hasn't written anything.

The Autumn is old; The sere leaves are flying; He hath gather'd up gold, And now he is dying;- Old age, begin sighing!