We don't rise to the level of our expectations, we fall to the level of our training.

I have a high art, I hurt with cruelty those who would damage me.

The Fox knows many things-the hedgehog one big one.

Zeus, the father of the Olympic Gods, turned mid-day into night, hiding the light of the dazzling Sun; and sore fear came upon men.

Be brave, my heart. Plant your feet and square your shoulders to the enemy. Meet him among the man-killing spears. Hold your ground. In victory, do not brag; in defeat, do not weep.

And by a prudent flight and cunning save A life which valour could not, from the grave. A better buckler I can soon regain, But who can get another life again?

Take the joy and bear the sorrow, looking past your hopes and fears: learn to recognize the measured dance that orders all our years.

Let who will boast their courage in the field, I find but little safety from my shield, Nature's, not honour's law we must obey: This made me cast my useless shield away.

Old women should not seek to be perfumed.

Nothing can be sworn impossible since Zeus made night during mid-day, hiding the light of the shining Sun.

I have a high art: I hurt with cruelty those who would wound me.

Certain abilities in you sometimes yearn to be expressed

Everything is beautiful in its own way, ma belle, even if you have to look hard to find it.

The troubles of modern life come from being divorced from nature.

Belief in oneself is one of the most important bricks in building any successful venture.

I am whole, perfect, strong, powerful, loving, harmonious, and happy.

The future comes one day at a time [so don't fear and try to solve all the worries and problems of the future today].

You can’t reach for anything new if your hands are still full of yesterday’s junk.

The Holy Spirit is no Skeptic, & the things He has written in our hearts are not doubts or opinions, but assertions - surer & more certain than sense & life itself.

The more people know about an actor the less convincing they become. A bit of mystery's a good thing.

The poor have very few hours in which to enjoy themselves; they must take their pleasure raw; they haven't the time to cook it.