You get the best out of others when you get the best out of yourself.
-Harvey S. Firestone
You get the best out of others when you get the best out of yourself.
-Harvey S. Firestone
Excellence is a decision, practiced daily to the point of a habit.
Only what is your own at the start will remain your own in the end.
A warm smile is the universal language of kindness.
-William Arthur Ward
Peace begins with a smile.
Be sure you put your feet in the right place, then stand firm.
The way to get things done is not to mind who gets the credit for doing them.
When we can no longer change a situation, we are challenged to change ourselves.
-Viktor E. Frankl
I don’t go around regretting things that don’t happen.
Life laughs at you when you are unhappy. Life smiles at you when you are happy. But, life salutes you when you make others happy.
The sun is new each day.
There was never a night or a problem that could defeat sunrise or hope.
The best way to pay for a lovely moment is to enjoy it.
There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.
A problem is a chance for you to do your best.
I have somewhere see it observed, that we should make the same use of a book that the bee does of a flower; she steals sweets from it, but does not injure it.
The Eagle soars in the summit of Heaven,
The Hunter with his dogs pursues his circuit.
O perpetual revolution of configured stars,
O perpetual recurrence of determined seasons,
O world of spring and autumn, birth and dying!
The endless cycle of idea and action,
Endless invention, endless experiment,
Brings knowledge of motion, but not of stillness;
Knowledge of speech, but not of silence;
Knowledge of words, and ignorance of the Word.
All our knowledge brings us nearer to death,
But nearness to death no nearer to God.
Where is the Life we have lost in living?
Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge?
Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?
The cycles of heaven in twenty centuries
Brings us farther from God and nearer to the Dust.
The lot of man is ceaseless labor,
Or ceaseless idleness, which is still harder,
Or irregular labour, which is not pleasant.
I have trodden the winepress alone, and I know
That it is hard to be really useful, resigning
The things that men count for happiness, seeking
The good deeds that lead to obscurity, accepting
With equal face those that bring ignominy,
The applause of all or the love of none.
All men are ready to invest their money
But most expect dividends.
I say to you: Make perfect your will.
I say: take no thought of the harvest,
But only of proper sowing.
The world turns and the world changes,
But one thing does not change.
In all of my years, one thing does not change,
However you disguise it, this thing does not change:
The perpetual struggle of Good and Evil.
I don’t give them hell. I just tell the truth and they think it is hell.
-Harry S Truman
A thing is not necessarily true because a man dies for it.
Instead of always emphasizing what we actually know in science, it would be enormously fruitful to focus on what we do not know. For it is here that the wonders lie. To know is the domain that is safe, where risk taking is no longer necessary. To dwell in it forever is not only to never advance, it is also to promote a deceptive and false view of ourselves as knowing more than we do, of being more powerful that we really are.
-Lewis Thomas, Former President of Sloane Kettering Cancer Institute
Men are disturbed not by the things which happen, but by the opinions about the things.
Man’s mind stretched to a new idea never goes back to its original shape.
-Oliver Wendell Holmes
The art of progress is to preserve order amid change, and to preserve change amid order.
-Alfred North Whitehead
I have striven all my life, not to hate human action, not to laugh at human action, not to weep at human action but to understand human action.
Fear not! Life still
Leaves human effort scope
But, since life teems with ill,
Nurse no extravagant hope
-Mathew Arnold, Empedocles on Etna
The difference between the right word and the almost right word in a place is like the difference between lightning and the lightning bug.
Blessed is he who expects nothing; for he will never be disappointed.
The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.
As You Like It, ACT V SCENE I The forest.
Up! up! my Friend, and quit your books;
Or surely you’ll grow double:
Up! up! my Friend, and clear your looks;
Why all this toil and trouble?
The sun above the mountain’s head,
A freshening lustre mellow
Through all the long green fields has spread,
His first sweet evening yellow.
Books! ’tis a dull and endless strife:
Come, hear the woodland linnet,
How sweet his music! on my life,
There’s more of wisdom in it.
And hark! how blithe the throstle sings!
He, too, is no mean preacher:
Come forth into the light of things,
Let Nature be your teacher.
She has a world of ready wealth,
Our minds and hearts to bless—
Spontaneous wisdom breathed by health,
Truth breathed by cheerfulness.
One impulse from a vernal wood
May teach you more of man,
Of moral evil and of good,
Than all the sages can.
Sweet is the lore which Nature brings;
Our meddling intellect
Mis-shapes the beauteous forms of things:—
We murder to dissect.
Enough of Science and of Art;
Close up those barren leaves;
Come forth, and bring with you a heart
That watches and receives.
I keep six honest men serving me,
They have taught me all I know
There names are : Who, Why, Where,
What, When and How
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
The greatest patriotism is to tell your country when it is behaving dishonorably, foolishly, viciously.
―Julian Barnes, Flaubert’s Parrot
We Shall Build Good Ships Here; At A Profit If We Can, At A Loss If We Must, But Always Good Ships.
-Collis Potter Huntington
The swiftest path to destruction is through vengeance.
-The Clone Wars, Season 3, Episode 12, 00:10
“In many ways, the work of a critic is easy. We risk very little yet enjoy a position over those who offer up their work and their selves to our judgment. We thrive on negative criticism, which is fun to write and to read. But the bitter truth we critics must face, is that in the grand scheme of things, the average piece of junk is probably more meaningful than our criticism designating it so.
But there are times when a critic truly risks something, and that is in the discovery and defense of the new. The world is often unkind to new talent, new creations. The new needs friends. Last night, I experienced something new, an extraordinary meal from a singularly unexpected source. To say that both the meal and its maker have challenged my preconceptions about fine cooking is a gross understatement. They have rocked me to my core.
In the past, I have made no secret of my disdain for Chef Gusteau’s famous motto: Anyone can cook. But I realize, only now do I truly understand what he meant. Not everyone can become a great artist, but a great artist can come from anywhere. It is difficult to imagine more humble origins than those of the genius now cooking at Gusteau’s, who is, in this critic’s opinion, nothing less than the finest chef in France. I will be returning to Gusteau’s soon, hungry for more.”
-Anton Ego, voiced by Peter O’Toole in movie Ratatouille
Do not plan for ventures before finishing what’s at hand.
No one is truly free, they are a slave to wealth, fortune, the law, or other people restraining them from acting according to their will.
When someone beats a rug, the blows are not against the rug, but against the dust in it.
That which is false troubles the heart, but truth brings joyous tranquility.
It all depends on how we look at things, and not how they are in themselves.
The word ‘happiness’ would lose its meaning if it were not balanced by sadness.
Shrinking away from death is something unhealthy and abnormal which robs the second half of life of its purpose.
Mistakes are, after all, the foundations of truth, and if a man does not know what a thing is, it is at least an increase in knowledge if he knows what it is not.
Your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.
It is a fact that cannot be denied: the wickedness of others becomes our own wickedness because it kindles something evil in our own hearts.
In all chaos there is a cosmos, in all disorder a secret order.
The shoe that fits one person pinches another; there is no recipe for living that suits all cases.
Can you step back from your own mind and thus understand all things? Giving birth and nourishing, having without possessing, acting with no expectations, leading and not trying to control: this is the supreme virtue.
I am not what happened to me, I am what I choose to become.
Until you make the unconscious conscious, it will direct your life and you will call it fate.