We get into the habit of living before acquiring the habit of thinking. In that race which daily hastens us towards death, the body maintains its irreparable lead.

As the births of living creatures are at first ill-shapen, so are all innovations, which are the births of time.

As an example to others, and not that I care for moderation myself, it has always been my rule never to smoke when asleep, and never to refrain from smoking when awake.

Our minds work in real time, which begins at the Big Bang and will end, if there is a Big Crunch – which seems unlikely, now, from the latest data showing accelerating expansion. Consciousness would come to an end at a singularity.

The eyes like sentinel occupy the highest place in the body.

To me, if life boils down to one thing, it’s movement. To live is to keep moving.

We usually lose today, because there has been a yesterday, and tomorrow is coming.

The true history of my administration will be written 50 years from now, and you and I will not be around to see it.

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

When I die, and people realize that I will not be resurrected in three days, they will forget me. That is the way it should be.

I am not made for politics because I am incapable of wanting or accepting the death of the adversary.

It seems sensible to me that we should look to the medical profession, that over the centuries has helped us to live longer and healthier lives, to help us die peacefully among our loved ones in our own home without a long stay in God’s waiting room.

The prospect of music being detachable from time and place meant that one could start to think of music as a part of one’s furniture.

I have the habit of attention to such excess, that my senses get no rest – but suffer from a constant strain.

Some habits of ineffectiveness are rooted in our social conditioning toward quick-fix, short-term thinking.

Well, the future for me is already a thing of the past.

I’ll live in Puerto Rico until the day I die.

Nothing so needs reforming as other people’s habits.

Great minds are related to the brief span of time during which they live as great buildings are to a little square in which they stand: you cannot see them in all their magnitude because you are standing too close to them.

Death and vulgarity are the only two facts in the nineteenth century that one cannot explain away.

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

Both in thought and in feeling, even though time be real, to realise the unimportance of time is the gate of wisdom.

Quality is not an act, it is a habit.

Time is something that interests me a whole lot – past and present, and how the past appears as people change.

Beauty is unbearable, drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time.

Many interviewers when they come to talk to me, think they’re being progressive by not mentioning in their stories any longer that I’m black. I tell them, ‚Don’t stop now. If I shot somebody you’d mention it.‘

Forever is composed of nows.

The charm of fame is so great that we like every object to which it is attached, even death.

It is the cause, not the death, that makes the martyr.

Silence is golden when you can’t think of a good answer.

True Scouts are the best friends of animals, for from living in the woods and wilds, and practising observation and tracking, they get to know more than other people about the ways and habits of birds and animals, and therefore they understand them and are more in sympathy with them.

Nobody expects to trust his body overmuch after the age of fifty.

I believe time wounds all heels.

I’m not much of a math and science guy. I spent most of my time in school daydreaming and managed to turn it into a living.

A useless life is an early death.

Commodities such as gold and silver have a world market that transcends national borders, politics, religions, and race. A person may not like someone else’s religion, but he’ll accept his gold.

Science is a way of thinking much more than it is a body of knowledge.

Death may be the greatest of all human blessings.

Each year one vicious habit discarded, in time might make the worst of us good.

The soul never thinks without a picture.

We need to reject any politics that targets people because of race or religion. This isn’t a matter of political correctness. It’s a matter of understanding what makes us strong. The world respects us not just for our arsenal; it respects us for our diversity and our openness and the way we respect every faith.

What an encouraging thought that Jesus – our beloved Husband – can find comfort in our lowly feeble gifts! Can this be, for it seems far too good to be true? May we then be willing to endure trials or even death itself if through these hardships we are assisted in bringing gladness to Immanuel’s heart.

For me, writing has always come out of living a fairly to-the-bone kind of life, just really being present to a lot of life. The writing has been really a byproduct of that.

I’ve always been very liberal when it comes to people thinking for themselves.

I make such big efforts to forget things and I can’t tell the story of my life because, thank God, I’m still living it.

Death and life have their determined appointments; riches and honors depend upon heaven.

Could the young but realize how soon they will become mere walking bundles of habits, they would give more heed to their conduct while in the plastic state.

Time itself comes in drops.

He that will not apply new remedies must expect new evils; for time is the greatest innovator.

Our character is basically a composite of our habits. Because they are consistent, often unconcious patterns, they constantly, daily, express our character.

I never drink coffee at lunch. I find it keeps me awake for the afternoon.

Your net worth to the world is usually determined by what remains after your bad habits are subtracted from your good ones.

For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.

Death is caused by swallowing small amounts of saliva over a long period of time.

I’m fascinated by the fact that we can’t grasp anything about time.

The life of the dead is placed in the memory of the living.

Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans.

I do think there must be some kind of interaction between your living life and the life that goes on from here.

Our character is not so much the product of race and heredity as of those circumstances by which nature forms our habits, by which we are nurtured and live.

The unleashed power of the atom has changed everything save our modes of thinking and we thus drift toward unparalleled catastrophe.

Life does not cease to be funny when people die any more than it ceases to be serious when people laugh.