Aristotle

Education is the best provision for old age.

We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act but a habit.

What lies in our power to do, lies in our power not to do.

A friend is a second self.

To give away money is an easy matter, and in any man’s power. But to decide to whom to give it, and how large and when, and for what purpose and how, is neither in every man’s power, nor an easy matter. Hence it is that such excellence is rare, praiseworthy, and noble.

One swallow does not make a summer, neither does one fine day; similarly one day or brief time of happiness does not make a person entirely happy.

We are each a figment of our own imagination.

Before everything else, getting ready is the secret of success.

Millions long for immortality who do not know what to do with themselves on a rainy Sunday afternoon.

Respect for sovereignity, for privacy, for total independence. Gentle alliances against loneliness, they were, cool rational love-affairs without the love.

My view is, first you get them to laugh, then you get them to listen. So I’m always game for a good joke, and I’m not so formal in this role. There’s very little that we can’t do that people wouldn’t appreciate.

Stupidity is the deliberate cultivation of ignorance.

Roaming through the jungle of ‘oohs’ and ‘ahs’, searching for a more agreeable noise, I live a life of primitivity with the mind of a child and an unquenchable thirst for sharps and flats.

Most of the sickness in the world is caused by eating too much.

Do you wish people to think well of you? Don’t speak of yourself.

You can never get enough of what you don’t really need.

Once you discover that you can, then you must.

Stars are good too. I wish I could get some to put in my hair. But I suppose I never can. You would be surprised to find how far off they are, for they do not look it. When they first showed last night I tried to knock some down with a pole, but it didn’t reach, which astonished me. Then I tried clods till I was all tired out, but I never got one. I did make some close shots, for I saw the black blot of the clod sail right into thee midst of the golden clusters forty or fifty times, just barely missing them, and if I could’ve held out a little longer, maybe I could’ve got one.

Zen teaches that if we can open up to the inevitability of our demise, we can begin to transform and lighten up about it.

There is always, always, always something to be thankful for.

The reasonable man adapts himself to the world; the unreasonable one persists to adapt the world to himself. Therefore all progress depends on the unreasonable man.