You are a little soul carrying around a corpse.

It is impossible for a man to learn what he thinks he already knows.

Any person capable of angering you becomes your master.

Don't be concerned with other people's impressions of you. They are dazzled and deluded by appearances. Stick with your purpose. This alone will strengthen your will and give your life coherence.

There is only one way to happiness and that is to cease worrying about things which are beyond the power of our will.

When you are offended at any man's fault, turn to yourself and study your own failings. Then you will forget your anger.

I have to die. If it is now, well then I die now; if later, then now I will take my lunch, since the hour for lunch has arrived - and dying I will tend to later.

From this instant on, vow to stop disappointing yourself. Separate yourself from the mob. Decide to be extraordinary and do what you need to do -- now.

Keep your attention focused entirely on what is truly your own concern, and be clear that what belongs to others is their business and none of yours.

Don't explain your philosophy. Embody it.

If someone speaks badly of you, do not defend yourself against the accusations, but reply; "you obviously don't know about my other vices, otherwise you would have mentioned these as well

This isn't just a war over land, it's a war about God. And Alfred...is Christ's servant...

He had a clear, lyrical voice and his songs remained in her ears long after the music had ended.

The moment you betray your heart is the moment you lose everything.

Do not allow your sad past to rule your present situation. Unlike a tango, it does not take to two to forgive.

When the love of your life dies, the problem is not that some part of you dies too, which it does, but that some part of you is still alive.

To know a man properly, you must know the shape of his hurt - the specific wound around which his person has been formed like a scab.

I get up in the morning with an idea for a three-volume novel and by nightfall it's a paragraph in my column.

When 5150 came out rock was king. Post Nirvana and Pearl Jam 1996 is a different story.

I feel like social media is a great thing. I try not to go on it too much.

The enemy of creativity is fear.