I am never weary of being useful... In serving others I cannot do enough. No labor is sufficient to tire me.

Learning never exhausts the mind.

Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.

A beautiful body perishes, but a work of art dies not.

To make a perfume, take some rose water and wash your hands in it, then take a lavender flower and rub it with your palms, and you will achieve the desired effect

Being willing is not enough. We must do.

Learning is the only thing the mind never exhausts, never fears, and never regrets.

There are three classes of people: those who see, those who see when they are shown, those who do not see.

Life is pretty simple: You do some stuff. Most fails. Some works. You do more of what works.

Whatever you do in life, if you want to be creative and intelligent, and develop your brain, you must do everything with the awareness that everything, in some way, connects to everything else.

When you put your hand in a flowing stream, you touch the last that has gone before and the first of what is still to come.

Why do you think that you are weak when you are blessed with the power of love?

Poetry is –raw feelings as sunny summer, fiery turmoil as vibrant autumn, daunting revelation as stormy winter, intrepid hope as blooming spring.

I do not believe there is a long-term future for the privately rented sector in its present form.

Creating a life that reflects your values and satisfies your soul is a rare achievement.

E-readers are changing the way we read, and the author is now required to get out there and be a kind of showman, an unlikely role for introspective people used to working in their pajamas!

Everything I know about life I learned from the daily practice of sitting down to write.

I'm not on Facebook. I have a sort of anonymous account that I check, like, once every six months every time Facebook rolls out a new feature.

If man thinks about his physical or moral state he usually discovers that he is ill.

But the explanations fell apart in her hands. Everything true was too hard to write--he was too much to lose. Everything she felt for him was too hot to touch.

I just sit around at home, and I have nothing to do, so I am on the Internet all the time.