What children need is the conviction that satisfaction can and must be earned. ... Spoiled children do not learn the must.

Whatever the circumstances of your life, the understanding of type can make your perceptions clearer, your judgements sounder, and your life closer to your heart's desire

Extraverts ... cannot understand life until they have lived it. Introverts ... cannot live life until they understand it.

The best-adjusted people are the ‘psychologically patriotic,’ who are glad to be what they are.

You psychologists focus on what is wrong with people; I want to focus on what is right and what could be right.

Introverted feeling types have a wealth of warmth and enthusiasm, but they may not show it until they know someone well. They wear their warm side inside, like a fur-lined coat.

Although intelligence tests are usually speed tests for the sake of convenience, it is debatable whether speed has any rightful place in the basic concept of intelligence.

... much seemingly chance variation in human behavior is not due to chance; it is in fact the logical result of a few basic, observable differences in mental functioning.

The visions of the INFJs tend to concern human welfare, and their contributions are likely to be made independent of a mass movement.

ISTPs have a vested interest in practical and applied science, especially in the field of mechanics.

The only permission, the only validation, and the only opinion that matters in our quest for greatness is our own.

For murder though it have no tongue will speak With most miraculous organ.

Success is 99 percent failure.

God created woman. And boredom did indeed cease from that moment-but many other things ceased as well!

You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille, with four hungry children and a crop in the field.

By the light of nature we see God as a God above us, by the light of the law we see Him as a God against us, but by the light of the gospel we see Him as Emmanuel, God with us.

Prog rock, with a little good taste, is ok. I tried to bring some of it into this century, I guess.

Mom's always telling me to smile and hoping I'll turn into a smiley person, which, to be honest, is kind of annoying.

I listen to the phone-ins on the way home and I know how the fans feel.

What I want to write about has changed somewhat, and the scope of the storytelling has changed accordingly.