Withdraw to the untroubled quietude deep within the soul, and refresh yourself.

The happiness of your life depends upon the quality of your thoughts.

When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive - to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love.

Everything we hear is an opinion, not a fact. Everything we see is a perspective, not the truth.

It never ceases to amaze me: we all love ourselves more than other people, but care more about their opinions than our own.

You have power over your mind - not outside events. Realize this, and you will find strength.

The opinion of 10,000 men is of no value if none of them know anything about the subject.

If you are distressed by anything external, the pain is not due to the thing itself, but to your estimate of it; and this you have the power to revoke at any moment.

Whenever you are about to find fault with someone, ask yourself the following question: What fault of mine most nearly resembles the one I am about to criticize?

The object of life is not to be on the side of the majority, but to escape finding oneself in the ranks of the insane.

Very little is needed to make a happy life; it is all within yourself, in your way of thinking.

True friends will always push you towards the great possibilities of your future, false friends will always chain you to the mistakes in your past.

My dream is to keep dreaming!

Good part about life is everyone is broken...

You know what they say: A woman needs a man about as much as a fish needs a bicycle.

I believe in a kind of fidelity to your own early ideas; it's a kind of antagonism in me to prevailing fads.

I'm not a pessimist. Maybe I don't have a primitive feeling of happiness, that is true. Sometimes my color is happy but not the expression.

I would play a long tone on my accordion, or I'd sing one, and I would note how it felt - what it did with my mental space. These were meditations that I did.

What did he say?" Hazel asked. "With the cussing removed? He said he can get us to the top," Percy replied.

Faulkner came from my region and taught me how you could write about a place.

She used my toothbrush to clean the toilet.