Confidence is ignorance. If you’re feeling cocky, it’s because there’s something you don’t know.
The capacity for friendship is God’s way of apologizing for our families.
Welcome to the wonderful world of jealousy, he thought. For the price of admission, you get a splitting headache, a nearly irresistable urge to commit murder, and an inferiority complex. Yippee.
It is forbidden to kill; therefore all murderers are punished unless they kill in large numbers and to the sound of trumpets.
It is a great thing to start life with a small number of really good books which are your very own.
Finally, from so little sleeping and so much reading, his brain dried up and he went completely out of his mind.
Basically, I have two speeds…. Hostile or smart-aleck. Your choice.
Do you wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not; or that you feel good this morning; or that it is a morning to be good on?
There is nothing in the world so irresistibly contagious as laughter and good humor.
My tastes are simple: I am easily satisfied with the best.
Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, it’s a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope.
So please, oh please, we beg, we pray,Go throw your TV set away,And in its place you can installA lovely bookshelf on the wall.Then fill the shelves with lots of books.
I love to see a young girl go out and grab the world by the lapels. Life’s a bitch. You’ve got to go out and kick ass.
What the hell is that? I laughed.It’s my fox hat.Your fox hat?Yeah, Pudge. My fox hat.Why are you wearing your fox hat? I asked.Because no one can catch the motherfucking fox.
When his life was ruined, his family killed, his farm destroyed, Job knelt down on the ground and yelled up to the heavens, Why god? Why me? and the thundering voice of God answered, There’s just something about you that pisses me off.
It is hard enough to remember my opinions, without also remembering my reasons for them!
I like work: it fascinates me. I can sit and look at it for hours.
Substitute ‘damn’ every time you’re inclined to write ‘very;’ your editor will delete it and the writing will be just as it should be.
Jesus! Luke exclaimed.Actually, it’s just me, said Simon. Although I’ve been told the resemblance is startling.
Have you ever noticed how ‘What the hell’ is always the right decision to make?
The reason I talk to myself is because I’m the only one whose answers I accept.
The trouble with having an open mind, of course, is that people will insist on coming along and trying to put things in it.
Whenever I feel the need to exercise, I lie down until it goes away.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and it may be necessary from time to time to give a stupid or misinformed beholder a black eye.
All you need is love. But a little chocolate now and then doesn’t hurt.
Anyone who thinks sitting in church can make you a Christian must also think that sitting in a garage can make you a car.
The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid.
Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I’m not sure about the universe.
Outside of a dog, a book is man’s best friend. Inside of a dog it’s too dark to read.
They say that war is death’s best friend, but I must offer you a different point of view on that one. To me, war is like the new boss who expects the impossible. He stands over your shoulder repeating one thin, incessantly: ‘Get it done, get it done.’ So you work harder. You get the job done. The boss, however, does not thank you. He asks for more.
It doesn’t matter how much his mother loves him; love is not enough to keep any of us alive.
How ironic it was that mortals, who had the least time of all, were willing to waste so much of it away from the people they love.
It’s such a shame to waste time. We always think we have so much of it.
The universe may not always play fair, but at least it’s got a hell of a sense of humor.
What really went wrong is that General Motors has had this philosophy from the beginning that what’s good for General Motors is good for the country. So, their attitude was, ‘We’ll build it and you buy it. We’ll tell you what to buy. You just buy it.’
Time is passing. My life is moving on, no matter how much I want it to stay the same.
This body is fragile. It is just flesh. Listen to the heartbeat. Life depends on the pumping of a muscle.
But at my back I always hear Time’s wingèd chariot hurrying near; And yonder all before us lie Deserts of vast eternity. Thy beauty shall no more be found; Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound My echoing song; then worms shall try That long-preserved virginity, And your quaint honour turn to dust, And into ashes all my lust; The grave’s a fine and private place, But none, I think, do there embrace.
The funny thing about facing imminent death is that it really snaps everything else into perspective.
But there is nothing in biology yet found that indicates the inevitability of death.
Every blade in the field – Every leaf in the forest – lays down its life in its season as beautifully as it was taken up.
When we seek to discover the best in others, we somehow bring out the best in ourselves.
The Bhagavad Gita–that ancient Indian Yogic text–says that it is better to live your own destiny imperfectly than to live an imitation of somebody else’s life with perfection.
A complete life may be one ending in so full identification with the non-self that there is no self to die.
As a well-spent day brings happy sleep, so a life well spent brings happy death.
All theory, dear friend, is gray, but the golden tree of life springs ever green.
When I hear somebody sigh, ‘Life is hard,’ I am always tempted to ask, ‘Compared to what?’
Nobody made a greater mistake than he who did nothing because he could do only a little.
Each one of us decides to incarnate upon this planet at a particular point in time and space. We have chosen to come here to learn a particular lesson that will advance us upon our spiritual, evolutionary pathway.
I slept and dreamt that life was joy. I awoke and saw that life was service. I acted and behold, service was joy.
We need to give each other the space to grow, to be ourselves, to exercise our diversity. We need to give each other space so that we may both give and receive such beautiful things as ideas, openness, dignity, joy, healing, and inclusion.