There is more wisdom in your body than in your deepest philosophy.

The earth belongs to the living, not to the dead.

If I think too hard about a relationship, I’ll talk myself out of it.

My fate cannot be mastered; it can only be collaborated with and thereby, to some extent, directed. Nor am I the captain of my soul; I am only its noisiest passenger.

There is no love of life without despair of life.

Many men have been capable of doing a wise thing, more a cunning thing, but very few a generous thing.

All truth is simple… is that not doubly a lie?

No evil can happen to a good man, either in life or after death. He and his are not neglected by the gods.

It is best to rise from life as from a banquet, neither thirsty nor drunken.

I never deny. I never contradict. I sometimes forget.

Whatsoever is, is in God, and without God nothing can be, or be conceived.

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.

Before I can live with other folks I’ve got to live with myself. The one thing that doesn’t abide by majority rule is a person’s conscience.

When I was a kid, I had a tendency to criticize. But when I did, my mum would whisk me off to the bathroom to stand in front of a mirror. Ten minutes, never less. To think about how criticism is a poor reflection on the one who criticizes.

Death is not the worst that can happen to men.

Self-pity in its early stage is as snug as a feather mattress. Only when it hardens does it become uncomfortable.

The wise ones fashioned speech with their thought, sifting it as grain is sifted through a sieve.

I approach love differently now that I know it’s hard for it to work out.

God gives the nuts, but he does not crack them.

There is more of good nature than of good sense at the bottom of most marriages.

To eat is to appropriate by destruction.

The only time you really live fully is from thirty to sixty. The young are slaves to dreams; the old servants of regrets. Only the middle-aged have all their five senses in the keeping of their wits.

In this business you have to develop a thick skin, but I’m always going to feel everything. It’s my nature.

As men are not able to fight against death, misery, ignorance, they have taken it into their heads, in order to be happy, not to think of them at all.

Without stirring abroad, One can know the whole world; Without looking out of the window One can see the way of heaven. The further one goes The less one knows.

Art, like morality, consists in drawing the line somewhere.

My public is growing up just as I am. After all, I’m not 19 anymore and if I stick with the sex bit, who will be paying to see me when I’m 50?

I don’t believe in an outside agent that creates the world, then walks away. But I feel very strongly there is an intelligence at work in every flower, in every blade of grass, in every cell of my body. And it is that intelligence that, I wouldn’t say created the universe. It is creating the universe. It’s an ongoing process.

If anyone offers conjectures about the truth of things from the mere possibility of hypotheses, I do not see by what stipulation anything certain can be determined in any science, since one or another set of hypotheses may always be devised which will appear to supply new difficulties.

Knowledge which is divorced from justice, may be called cunning rather than wisdom.

Experience keeps a dear school, but fools will learn in no other.

There is a luxury in self-reproach. When we blame ourselves we feel no one else has a right to blame us.

No man ever quite believes in any other man. One may believe in an idea absolutely, but not in a man.

There is one thing I have never taught my body how to do and that is to figure out at 6 A.M. what it wants to eat at 6 P.M.

At fifty everyone has the face he deserves.

You carry Mother Earth within you. She is not outside of you. Mother Earth is not just your environment.

It’s my old girl that advises. She has the head. But I never own to it before her. Discipline must be maintained.

At twenty years of age the will reigns; at thirty, the wit; and at forty, the judgment.

Once spirit was God, then it became man, and now it is even becoming mob.

There are truths which are not for all men, nor for all times.

If one has a good disposition, what other virtue is needed? If a man has fame, what is the value of other ornamentation?

When it’s your time, it is your time.

Well, I don’t think there’s any need for people to focus on my career.

The higher a man stands, the more the word vulgar becomes unintelligible to him.

To do all that one is able to do, is to be a man; to do all that one would like to do, is to be a god.

An identity would seem to be arrived at by the way in which the person faces and uses his experience.

Your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.

The golden rule is that there are no golden rules.

I’ve realized that being happy is a choice. You never want to rub anybody the wrong way or not be fun to be around, but you have to be happy. When I get logical and I don’t trust my instincts – Thats when I get in trouble.

I do not know what I may appear to the world, but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the seashore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.

The cause of my life has been to oppose superstition. It’s a battle you can’t hope to win – it’s a battle that’s going to go on forever. It’s part of the human condition.

I thank God I’m in a position where I can pick and choose – there are some roles I don’t play.

The optimist thinks this is the best of all possible worlds. The pessimist fears it is true.

The wisest hustler can suddenly fall for the worst tramp and lose all of his money on her. The hustler is aware of his own weaknesses and openings to con. This awareness is his edge.

His was a great sin who first invented consciousness. Let us lose it for a few hours.

The only source of knowledge is experience.

If you can look into the seeds of time, and say which grain will grow and which will not, speak then unto me.

There are phases in life which surface at times, and it makes you understand that despite you working hard, everything what you are doing is probably not enough. That’s when you need to look around, and beyond.

Heaven is dumb, echoing only the dumb.

You aren’t your work, your accomplishments, your possessions, your home, your family… your anything. You’re a creation of your Source, dressed in a physical human body intended to experience and enjoy life on Earth.

It is foolish to tear one’s hair in grief, as though sorrow would be made less by baldness.