The mind of man is like a clock that is always running down, and requires to be constantly wound up.

The love of liberty is the love of others; the love of power is the love of ourselves.

A gentle word, a kind look, a good-natured smile can work wonders and accomplish miracles.

Grace has been defined as the outward expression of the inward harmony of the soul.

Do not keep on with a mockery of friendship after the substance is gone - but part, while you can part friends. Bury the carcass of friendship: it is not worth embalming.

There is no prejudice so strong as that which arises from a fancied exemption from all prejudice.

Those who are at war with others are not at peace with themselves.

The more we do, the more we can do; the more busy we are, the more leisure we have.

Fashion is gentility running away from vulgarity and afraid of being overtaken

I'm not smart, but I like to observe. Millions saw the apple fall, but Newton was the one who asked why.

We are very much what others think of us. The reception our observations meet with gives us courage to proceed, or damps our efforts.

Loud actions, small people, loud voice, small mouths, loud world, small minds.

Indian paper is famous, Egyptian papyrus, Chinese paper... every country has used this natural material. But the problem is it's going to run out because it's very difficult work.

My understanding of Chinese history is limited. So far, I have only scratched its surface; I wish I could find out more.

I advise treating the studio audience like a nightclub audience because that's the reason you're doing television - to get them to come see you in a nightclub.

In all institutions from which the cold wind of open criticism is excluded, an innocent corruption begins to grow like a mushroom - for example, in senates and learned societies

I think when you're looking for scripts or for characters around your own age, a lot of the times they don't have the kind of responsibility that is usually seen in parts that are older for you.

The greatest threat that the world faces is a nuclear Iran...

The quest for certainty in forecasting outcomes can be the enemy of progress.

Chanting opens the heart and makes love flow within us.

May the countryside and the gliding valley streams content me. Lost to fame, let me love river and woodland.