Part of every misery is, so to speak, the misery’s shadow or reflection: the fact that you don’t merely suffer but have to keep on thinking about the fact that you suffer. I not only live each endless day in grief, but live each day thinking about living each day in grief.

Our scientific power has outrun our spiritual power. We have guided missiles and misguided men.

It is impossible to suffer without making someone pay for it; every complaint already contains revenge.

In the business world, the rearview mirror is always clearer than the windshield.

My father considered a walk among the mountains as the equivalent of churchgoing.

I can only note that the past is beautiful because one never realises an emotion at the time. It expands later, and thus we don’t have complete emotions about the present, only about the past.

It is true we have won all our wars, but we have paid for them. We don’t want victories anymore.

You don’t have the same mentality as you did five years ago – even one year. People are always changing, and I believe that everyone deserves the space to change and for people to recognize their change.

A minute of thought is greater than an hour of talk.

I always kind of see how I want things to be better, and I’m generally not happy with how things are or the level of service that we’re providing for people or the quality of the teams that we built. But if you look at this objectively, we’re doing so well on so many of these things. I think it’s important to have gratitude for that.

I’m not the same man I used to be, I’m not out hell-raising, stuff like that. I am a changed man.

The death of my father is probably the biggest thing that I ever faced. Daddy and I were best friends.

I joyfully hasten to meet death. If it come before I have had opportunity to develop all my artistic faculties, it will come, my hard fate notwithstanding, too soon, and I should probably wish it later – yet even then I shall be happy, for will it not deliver me from a state of endless suffering?

Who would ever think that so much went on in the soul of a young girl?

The universe is change; our life is what our thoughts make it.

No matter how prepared you think you are for the death of a loved one, it still comes as a shock, and it still hurts very deeply.

The end of man is action, and not thought, though it be of the noblest.

For time is the longest distance between two places.

Sometimes, I want to talk on a song and be angry, because I am angry. Then there’s always a part of me that remembers that this record lives past my being angry, and so do I really want to be angry about that? Is that feeling going to have longevity?

God knows what we are going through when we grieve, and He wants to assure us of His love and concern. He also wants us to turn to Him and bring our heartaches and burdens to Him.

It was one of those evenings when men feel that truth, goodness and beauty are one. In the morning, when they commit their discovery to paper, when others read it written there, it looks wholly ridiculous.

Sometimes you stumble across a few chords that put you in a reflective place.

One can not reflect in streaming water. Only those who know internal peace can give it to others.

The empty vessel makes the loudest sound.

History is a relentless master. It has no present, only the past rushing into the future. To try to hold fast is to be swept aside.

He who would pass his declining years with honor and comfort, should, when young, consider that he may one day become old, and remember when he is old, that he has once been young.

A fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be a fool.

If somebody thinks they’re a hedgehog, presumably you just give ‚em a mirror and a few pictures of hedgehogs and tell them to sort it out for themselves.

It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream.

If I shall exist eternally, how shall I exist tomorrow?

Every one goes astray, but the least imprudent are they who repent the soonest.

With the introduction of agriculture mankind entered upon a long period of meanness, misery, and madness, from which they are only now being freed by the beneficent operation of the machine.

It is a common saying, and in everybody’s mouth, that life is but a sojourn.

I restore myself when I’m alone.

Youth is a blunder; Manhood a struggle, Old Age a regret.

A life of leisure and a life of laziness are two things. There will be sleeping enough in the grave.

But men must know, that in this theatre of man’s life it is reserved only for God and angels to be lookers on.

The saddest aspect of life right now is that science gathers knowledge faster than society gathers wisdom.

I fear that many a man’s good resolutions only need the ordinary fire of daily life to make them melt away. So, too, with fine professions and the boastings of perfection which abound in this age of shams.

I still close my eyes and go home – I can always draw from that.

It was the wont of the immortal gods sometimes to grant prosperity and long impunity to men whose crimes they were minded to punish in order that a complete reverse of fortune might make them suffer more bitterly.

Thank God, I never was cheerful. I come from the happy stock of the Mathers, who, as you remember, passed sweet mornings reflecting on the goodness of God and the damnation of infants.

I don’t dislike any of my exes. If I took time to form a relationship, it’s gonna hurt when we move on, but are you puttin‘ White-Out over all that beautiful time together? That was real time in your life. It’s connected to where you are today.

To see and listen to the wicked is already the beginning of wickedness.

Great indebtedness does not make men grateful, but vengeful; and if a little charity is not forgotten, it turns into a gnawing worm.

Happiness is the cessation of suffering.

Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.

Why should we think upon things that are lovely? Because thinking determines life. It is a common habit to blame life upon the environment. Environment modifies life but does not govern life. The soul is stronger than its surroundings.

God created man, but I could do better.

I love those who can smile in trouble, who can gather strength from distress, and grow brave by reflection. ‚Tis the business of little minds to shrink, but they whose heart is firm, and whose conscience approves their conduct, will pursue their principles unto death.

Tomorrow is the most important thing in life. Comes into us at midnight very clean. It’s perfect when it arrives and it puts itself in our hands. It hopes we’ve learned something from yesterday.

I was so rude when I was a little girl.

I still live, I still think: I still have to live, for I still have to think.

I would have written of me on my stone: I had a lover’s quarrel with the world.

Sleep is the interest we have to pay on the capital which is called in at death; and the higher the rate of interest and the more regularly it is paid, the further the date of redemption is postponed.

What really raises one’s indignation against suffering is not suffering intrinsically, but the senselessness of suffering.

Nothing becomes so offensive so quickly as grief. When fresh it finds someone to console it, but when it becomes chronic, it is ridiculed, and rightly.

I’m reflective only in the sense that I learn to move forward. I reflect with a purpose.

All our words are but crumbs that fall down from the feast of the mind.

It is a curious thing: man, the centre and creator of all science, is the only object which our science has not yet succeeded in including in a homogeneous representation of the universe. We know the history of his bones, but no ordered place has yet been found in nature for his reflective intelligence.

I’m constantly thinking.