Some old men, continually praise the time of their youth. In fact, you would almost think that there were no fools in their days, but unluckily they themselves are left as an example.

For me, there are two types of people: the young and the experienced.

He who loves practice without theory is like the sailor who boards ship without a rudder and compass and never knows where he may cast.

Since the beginning, it was just the same. The only difference, the crowds are bigger now.

The marvel of the Bhagavad-Gita is its truly beautiful revelation of life’s wisdom which enables philosophy to blossom into religion.

Getting old is a fascination thing. The older you get, the older you want to get.

Nothing astonishes men so much as common sense and plain dealing.

With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.

Silence is the sleep that nourishes wisdom.

Become aware of your own insufficiency.

I am afraid that the schools will prove the very gates of hell, unless they diligently labor in explaining the Holy Scriptures and engraving them in the heart of the youth.

We know accurately only when we know little, with knowledge doubt increases.

Find what’s hot, find what’s just opened and then look for the worst review of the week. There is so much to learn from watching a restaurant getting absolutely panned and having a bad experience. Go and see it for yourself.

It takes a wise man to discover a wise man.

He who has so little knowledge of human nature as to seek happiness by changing anything but his own disposition will waste his life in fruitless efforts.

Growing up I didn’t watch movies.

It feels kinda weird being back in a high school cause I haven’t been in a high school for about a year. So um, it’s kinda interesting coming back, and y’know seeing the lockers, with all the signs, the handmade signs, so being in high school again is a little bit strange but in a good way.

Education is simply the soul of a society as it passes from one generation to another.

I’m so old, I don’t buy green bananas any more.

He who hath many friends hath none.

One always dies too soon or too late. And yet, life is there, finished: the line is drawn, and it must all be added up. You are nothing other than your life.

The more that you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you’ll go.

My childhood was endless – from eight to 18 felt like hundreds of years.

In the vain laughter of folly wisdom hears half its applause.

Many receive advice, only the wise profit from it.

Concentrate your energies, your thoughts and your capital. The wise man puts all his eggs in one basket and watches the basket.

The difference is too nice – Where ends the virtue or begins the vice.

I was so rude when I was a little girl.

There are three kinds of men. The one that learns by reading. The few who learn by observation. The rest of them have to pee on the electric fence for themselves.

The best place to find God is in a garden. You can dig for him there.

It is impossible to love and to be wise.

I was a bit challenged when I was younger to stay on the right path.

He who possesses art and science has religion; he who does not possess them, needs religion.

The Make in India campaign has taken off and is backed with skill development. It is going to open new vistas for employment for the youth.

People think, because we’re young, we aren’t complex, but that’s not true. We deal with life and love and broken hearts in the same way a woman a few years older might.

I ask you to judge me by the enemies I have made.

Reflect upon your present blessings of which every man has many – not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some.

I have visited Japan several times and have always been shown wonderful hospitality.

Showing off is the fool’s idea of glory.

When someone is impatient and says, ‚I haven’t got all day,‘ I always wonder, How can that be? How can you not have all day?

Don’t throw stones at your neighbors if your own windows are glass.

‚Tis education forms the common mind; just as the twig is bent the tree’s inclined.

To enjoy good health, to bring true happiness to one’s family, to bring peace to all, one must first discipline and control one’s own mind. If a man can control his mind he can find the way to Enlightenment, and all wisdom and virtue will naturally come to him.

The Italians and Spanish, the Chinese and Vietnamese see food as part of a larger, more essential and pleasurable part of daily life. Not as an experience to be collected or bragged about – or as a ritual like filling up a car – but as something else that gives pleasure, like sex or music, or a good nap in the afternoon.

None are so old as those who have outlived enthusiasm.

I have had a perfectly wonderful evening, but this wasn’t it.

Knowledge rests not upon truth alone, but upon error also.

How we experience memory sometimes, it’s not linear. We’re not telling the stories to ourselves. We know the story; we’re just seeing it in flashes overlaid.

Most of the people that I deal with are human. So I’ve had a lot of experience with that.

Sometimes I catch myself stooping, and whenever I am like that, I am sure something is not quite right.

The only real security that a man can have in this world is a reserve of knowledge, experience and ability.

The end is the beginning of all things, Suppressed and hidden, Awaiting to be released through the rhythm Of pain and pleasure.

No traveler, whether a tree lover or not, will ever forget his first walk in a sugar-pine forest. The majestic crowns approaching one another make a glorious canopy, through the feathery arches of which the sunbeams pour, silvering the needles and gilding the stately columns and the ground into a scene of enchantment.

How do you know what it’s like to be stupid if you’ve never been smart?

Every man is a damn fool for at least five minutes every day; wisdom consists in not exceeding the limit.

Loving someone liberates the lover as well as the beloved. And that kind of love comes with age.

I think it’s very important to have a feedback loop, where you’re constantly thinking about what you’ve done and how you could be doing it better.

A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age.

Where there is reverence there is fear, but there is not reverence everywhere that there is fear, because fear presumably has a wider extension than reverence.

A failure is a man who has blundered, but is not able to cash in the experience.

As we must account for every idle word, so must we account for every idle silence.