Quing-Jao: I am a slave to the gods, and I rejoice in it.Jane: A slave who rejoices is a slave indeed.

The wise are not wise because they make no mistakes. They are wise because they correct their mistakes as soon as they recognize them.

Madness, and then illumination.

Every day people judge all other people. The question is whether they judge wisely.

If words can be lethal weapons, I must provide them with an arsenal.

The future is a hundred thousand threads, but the past is a fabric that can never be rewoven.

With life. Rooter says that life is how God gives purpose to the universe.

I think you don't grow up until you stop worrying about other people's purposes or lack of them and find the purposes you believe in for yourself.

The only teacher that's worth anything to you is your enemy.

Grief, she reminded herself, is almost always for the mourner's loss.

Human beings *do* metamorphose. They change their identity constantly. However, each new identity thrives on the delusion that it was always in possession of the body it has just conquered.

Perception can be one-sided or variant: "Glass half empty or half full." There usually is more than one way of perceiving. Thoroughly check your inner dialogue.

You too can become wealthy but only thanks to the amount of time you are willing to convert into products.

The art the wealthy use in business is to jump.

Remember You Attract What You Think, Keep Your Thoughts Focus On What You Want and You’ll Be Amazed..

Our greatest moral regrets are always preceded by a series of unwise choices.

...it was so rich and exotic I was seduced into taking one bite and then another as I tried to chase the flavors back to their source.

Hill and valley, seas and constellations, are but stereotypes of divine ideas appealing to and answered by the living soul of man.

The temple of art is built of words. Painting and sculpture and music are but the blazon of its windows, borrowing all their significance from the light, and suggestive only of the temple's uses.

Baseball is a game of race, creed, and color. The race is to first base. The creed is the rules of the game. The color? Well, the home team wears white uniforms, and the visiting team wears gray.

This rule is so underrated: Keep your family and business completely separated.