Nature intended you to be the fountain-spring of cheerfulness and social life, and not the mountain of despair and melancholy.

Wise sayings often fall on barren ground, but a kind word is never thrown away.

Routine is not organization, any more than paralysis is order.

Keep your feet on the ground, but let your heart soar as high as it will. Refuse to be average or to surrender to the chill of your spiritual environment.

A man's action is only a picture book of his creed.

In a balanced organization, working towards a common objective, there is success.

Every happiness is a hostage to fortune.

To hear always, to think always, to learn always, it is thus that we live truly. He who aspires to nothing, who learns nothing, is not worthy of living.

He who is continually changing his point of view sees more, and more clearly, than one who, statue-like, forever stands upon the same pedestal; however lofty and well-placed that pedestal may be.

Remember that in giving any reason at all for refusing, you lay some foundation for a future request.

It takes a great man to make a great listener

This world is the playing ground of our thoughts and imaginations which create our perceptions.

Conse­quently the Wolfenden recommendations will be indefinitely rejected, police prosecutions will continue and Clive on the bench will continue to sentence Alec in the dock. Maurice may get off.

you knowI knowyou knowI'll remember youand I knowYou knowI knowyou'll remember me

... But then again, a person could turn ugly. Their actual look could change when their actions were repulsive.

The body is holographic; therefore, when you change one biomarker you influence them all.

The first thing you have to do is get immersed in the project, organizing yourself, knowing what you are going after and not going after.

It's horrible when people are only interested in buying labels, because it doesn't bring them the happiness they think it will.

All art of the past must be destroyed.

I want to do work where I have something to say.

Why is it that the hot chicks never can sing?