Self-respect is the noblest garment with which a man can clothe himself, the most elevating feeling with which the mind can be inspired.

Lost wealth may be replaced by industry, lost knowledge by study, lost health by temperance or medicine, but lost time is gone forever.

Hope is like the sun, which, as we journey toward it, casts the shadow of our burden behind us.

Hope... is the companion of power, and the mother of success; for who so hopes has within him the gift of miracles.

The best school of discipline is home. Family life is God's own method of training the young, and homes are very much as women make them.

Where there is a will there is a way.

National progress is the sum of individual industry, energy, and uprightness, as national decay is of individual idleness, selfishness, and vice.

The great high-road of human welfare lies along the old highway of steadfast welldoing; and they who are the most persistent, and work in the truest spirit, will invariably be the most successful.

Life will always be to a large extent what we ourselves make it.

It is a mistake to suppose that men succeed through success; they much oftener succeed through failures. Precept, study, advice, and example could never have taught them so well as failure has done.

No laws, however stringent, can make the idle industrious, the thriftless provident, or the drunken sober.

Better a cautious commander, and not a rash one.

At the Grammys, you walk down the halls and everyone's got five security guards. You can't talk to anybody. You always feel out of place, like, 'Hey, the rednecks are in town!

We have more ability than will power, and it is often an excuse to ourselves that we imagine that things are impossible.

When they dumped all these people out of the insane asylums they didn't all go sleep in the street. Some of them moved into suburbia, and started writing postcards to the FCC.

Madame Lefoux shrugged. "I do not know about that, my lady. I mean to say, one's life is one thing; one's technology is an entirely different matter.

I couldn't portray a woman in all her natural loveliness... I haven't the skill. No one has. I must, therefore, create a new sort of beauty.

...in the theatre the stage keeps the audience aware of the fictional nature of the action. The reader poring over a magazine, on the other hand, identifies what he sees in the photographs as real.

I got into a few games after they were hopelessly won or hopelessly lost, you know, when they put the substitutes in, and finally the water boy, and then me. That is the way it worked.

The question is not Will you succeed? but rather, Will you matter?

Success in Iraq will be a major setback for terrorists and a major asset for the security of this region. The struggle for Iraq is the struggle for the future of the world.