The best way out is always through.
And were an epitaph to be my story I’d have a short one ready for my own. I would have written of me on my stone: I had a lover’s quarrel with the world.
My sorrow, when she’s here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves the bare, the withered tree; she walks the sodden pasture lane.
Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee, and I’ll forgive Thy great big joke on me.
I’m not confused. I’m just well mixed.
George Bernard Shaw
Life isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.
We have no more right to consume happiness without producing it than to consume wealth without producing it.
No man ever believes that the Bible means what it says: He is always convinced that it says what he means.
Progress is impossible without change, and those who cannot change their minds cannot change anything.
Independence? That’s middle class blasphemy. We are all dependent on one another, every soul of us on earth.
The secret of being miserable is to have leisure to bother about whether you are happy or not. The cure for it is occupation.
The best place to find God is in a garden. You can dig for him there.
I often quote myself. It adds spice to my conversation.
Memory believes before knowing remembers. Believes longer than recollects, longer than knowing even wonders.
Don’t be “a writer.” Be writing.
How often have I lain beneath rain on a strange roof, thinking of home.
Pouring out liquor is like burning books.
I decline to accept the end of man… I refuse to accept this. I believe that man will not merely endure: he will prevail. He is immortal, not because he alone among the creatures has an inexhaustible voice, but because he has a soul, a spirit capable of compassion and sacrifice and endurance. The poet’s, the writer’s, duty is to write about these things. It is his privilege to help man endure by lifting his heart, by reminding him of the courage and honor and hope and pride and compassion and pity and sacrifice which have been the glory of his past. The poet’s voice need not merely be the record of man, it can be one of the props, the pillars to help him endure and prevail.
It’s a shame that the only thing a man can do for eight hours a day is work. He can’t eat for eight hours; he can’t drink for eight hours; he can’t make love for eight hours. The only thing a man can do for eight hours is work.
You don’t love because: you love despite; not for the virtues, but despite the faults.
The path of least resistance is the path of the loser.
All, everything that I understand, I understand only because I love.
Trying to be happy by accumulating possessions is like trying to satisfy hunger by taping sandwiches all over your body.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind.
Common sense is genius dressed in its working clothes.
I like the silent church before the service begins, better than any preaching.
People do not seem to realize that their opinion of the world is also a confession of character.
To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.
If you aren’t in over your head, how do you know how tall you are?
St. Francis of Assisi
Preach the Gospel at all times and when necessary use words.
Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts.
Golf is a good walk spoiled.
The radical of one century is the conservative of the next. The radical invents the views. When he has worn them out, the conservative adopts them.
Whenever you find yourself on the side of the majority, it is time to pause and reflect.
A man is never more truthful than when he acknowledges himself a liar.
Anger is an acid that can do more harm to the vessel in which it is stored than to anything on which it is poured.
Don’t go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. It was here first.
When people do not respect us we are sharply offended; yet in his private heart no man much respects himself.
There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.
All good books have one thing in common – they are truer than if they had really happened.
A wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other.
I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year.
No one is useless in this world who lightens the burden of it to anyone else.