I consist of a little body and a soul.

The happiness of your life depends upon the quality of your thoughts.

When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive - to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love.

Everything we hear is an opinion, not a fact. Everything we see is a perspective, not the truth.

It never ceases to amaze me: we all love ourselves more than other people, but care more about their opinions than our own.

You have power over your mind - not outside events. Realize this, and you will find strength.

The opinion of 10,000 men is of no value if none of them know anything about the subject.

If you are distressed by anything external, the pain is not due to the thing itself, but to your estimate of it; and this you have the power to revoke at any moment.

Whenever you are about to find fault with someone, ask yourself the following question: What fault of mine most nearly resembles the one I am about to criticize?

The object of life is not to be on the side of the majority, but to escape finding oneself in the ranks of the insane.

Very little is needed to make a happy life; it is all within yourself, in your way of thinking.

Almost any sect, cult, or religion will legislate its creed into law if it acquires the political power to do so.

When your heart is calm and filled with love, you will not be touched by stress or anxieties.

University politics are vicious precisely because the stakes are so small.

If you want to create a memorable company, you have to fill your company with memorable people.

Never tell a lie when you can bullshit your way through it

Nicolai, the Dark Seducer as his people called him, had been in bed, but not alone. He was never alone. He was a man known for the violence of his temper as well as the deliciousness of his touch

You have to be really comfortable in your skin. You have to start with being in love with you are, with who you've become.

Politics is a jungle-torn between doing the right thing and staying in office.

The maker of a sentence launches out into the infinite and builds a road into Chaos and old Night, and is followed by those who hear him with something of wild, creative delight.

Of course there is nothing the matter with the stars It is my emptiness among them While they drift farther away in the invisible morning