The scope for improvement is infinite, precisely because perfection is unattainable.

Once we realize that imperfect understanding is the human condition there is no shame in being wrong, only in failing to correct our mistakes.

I'm not better than the next trader, just quicker at admitting my mistakes and moving on to the next opportunity.

There is no point in being confident and having a small position.

It's not whether you're right or wrong that's important, but how much money you make when you're right and how much you lose when you're wrong

To others, being wrong is a source of shame; to me, recognizing my mistakes is a source of pride.

The main obstacle to a stable and just world order is the United States.

Now that I have called you on your false accusation, you are using additional smear tactics.

Esperanto was a very useful language, because wherever you went, you found someone to speak with.

Stock market bubbles don't grow out of thin air. They have a solid basis in reality, but reality as distorted by a misconception.

The sovereignty of states must be subordinated to international law and international institutions.

Wisdom has a hundred eyes to see opportunities, courage has a hundred feet to seek opportunities, and strength has a hundred arms to seize opportunities.

I never put myself in a box. I like to have various different types of songs and different genres and situational songs. No matter is going on, I have something for that time or era.

Actually Gabriel’s an archangel,” I corrected. “But otherwise, yes.” “Well, that explains why he’s so hard to impress,” said Xavier flippantly

It is fatal to let people suppose that Christianity is only a mode of feeling; it is vitally necessary to insist that it is first and foremost a rational explanation of the universe.

I've always had the impression that real militants are like cleaning women, doing a thankless, daily but necessary job.

Poets are never allowed to be mediocre by the gods, by men or by publishers.

That one man scorned and covered with scars Still strove with his last ounce of courage To reach the unreachable star.

For life is terribly deficient in form. Its catastrophes happen in the wrong way and to the wrong people. There is a grotesque horror about its comedies, and its tragedies seem to culminate in farce.

A libretto that should never have been accepted on a subject that should never have been chosen bya man who should never have attempted it.

Everything is beautiful in its own way. Exuberance is beauty.