Man's inhumanity to man makes countless thousands mourn!
But beauty, real beauty, ends where an intellectual expression begins. Intellect is in itself a mode of exaggeration, and destroys the harmony of any face.
What seems to us as bitter trials are often blessings in disguise
Cats are put on earth to remind us that not everything has a purpose.
Everyone may not be good, but there's always something good in everyone. Never judge anyone shortly because every saint has a past and every sinner has a future.
They get up early, because they have so much to do, and go to bed early, because they have so little to think about.
It is absurd to divide people into good and bad. People are either charming or tedious.
I steer my bark with hope in the head, leaving fear astern.
The prizes go to those who meet emergencies successfully. And the way to meet emergencies is to do each daily task the best we can; to act as though the eye of opportunity were always upon us. In the hundred-yard race the winner doesn't cross the tape line a dozen strides ahead of the field. He wins by inches. So we find it in ordinary business life. The big things that come our way are seldom the result of long thought or careful planning, but rather they are the fruit of seed planted in the daily routine of our work.
A man that has lost moral sense is like a man in battle with both of his legs shot off: he has nothing to stand on.
I'm one of five kids and we lived on a massive farm in New South Wales with my mum and dad.