William Ewart Gladstone

Men are apt to mistake the strength of their feeling for the strength of their argument. The heated mind resents the chill touch and relentless scrutiny of logic.

If you weren’t such a great man, you’d be a terrible bore.

Failure is success if we learn from it.

No man ever became great or good except through many and great mistakes.

I was brought up to hate and fear liberty. I came to love it. That is the secret of my whole career.

Justice delayed is justice denied.

The civilized man has built a coach, but has lost the use of his feet.

Let us, if we must have great actions, make our own so. All action is of infinite elasticity, and the least admits of being inflated with celestial air, until it eclipses the sun and moon.

How real is any of the past, being every moment revalued to make the present possible.

Don’t call a woman a bitch. Call her an ass-hole. It still gets your point across and it’s not sexist.

It all depends on you. You can go on sleeping forever, you can wake up right this moment.

The only failure a man ought to fear is failure in cleaving to the purpose he sees to be best.

Every great achievement is the victory of a flaming heart.

I don’t think the human mind can comprehend the past and the future. They are both just illusions that can manipulate you into thinking theres some kind of change.

If we do not maintain Justice, Justice will not maintain us.

Will not a tiny speck very close to our vision blot out the glory of the world, and leave only a margin by which we see the blot? I know no speck so troublesome as self.

When Satan makes impure verses, Allah sends a divine tune to cleanse them.

True silence is the rest of the mind; it is to the spirit what sleep is to the body, nourishment and refreshment.

I’ve learned that from my husband, that sort of, you know, ability to not get too high or too low with changes and bumps in the road.

It really boils down to this: that all life is interrelated. We are all caught in an inescapable network of mutuality, tied in a single garment of destiny. Whatever affects one directly, affects all indirectly.

Few women, I fear, have had such reason as I have to think the long sad years of youth were worth living for the sake of middle age.