Success is the child of drudgery and perseverance. It cannot be coaxed or bribed; pay the price and it is yours.

Don't wait for extraordinary opportunities. Seize common occasions and make them great. Weak men wait for opportunities; strong men make them.

There is no medicine like hope, no incentive so great, and no tonic so powerful as expectation of something tomorrow.

Success is not measured by what you accomplish, but by the opposition you have encountered, and the courage with which you have maintained the struggle against overwhelming odds.

We must give more in order to get more. It is the generous giving of ourselves that produces the generous harvest.

It is like the seed put in the soil - the more one sows, the greater the harvest.

Weak men wait for opportunities; strong men make them.

Forests, lakes, and rivers, clouds and winds, stars and flowers, stupendous glaciers and crystal snowflakes - every form of animate or inanimate existence, leaves its impress upon the soul of man.

The Creator has not given you a longing to do that which you have no ability to do.

The golden rule for every business man is this: 'Put yourself in your customer's place.'

What keeps so many people back is simply unwillingness to pay the price, to make the exertion, the effort to sacrifice their ease and comfort.

Love is heartbeat of life.

Some patients I see are actually draining into their bodies the diseased thoughts of their minds.

I'm a living abortion.

I'm a creature of habit, so I like going to boutiques, rather than larger stores, where I know I'll find something that suits me every time.

I think we had made some tremendous progress in the six months before I left.

John Currin's exaggerated realism and his twisted women kept me off balance, never knowing if they were sincere or ironic or some new emotion.

I'm wild again, beguiled again, a whimpering, simpering child again. Bewitched, bothered, bewildered am I.

There is something wrong when you wait in line thirty minutes to get a hamburger that was cooked for ninety seconds an hour ago.

What we think of as our sensitivity is only the higher evolution of terror in a poor dumb beast. We suffer for nothing. Our own death wish is our only real tragedy.

A truly living human being cannot remain neutral.