The contemporary hero, the mythical pattern in the imitation of whom we would live, remains as yet undefined. We have no hero; what is more to the point, we suspect hero worship.
Don't throw stones at your neighbors, if your own windows are glass.
Lost time is never found again.
My refusing to eat meat occasioned inconveniency, and I have been frequently chided for my singularity. But my light repast allows for greater progress, for greater clearness of head and quicker comprehension.
To succeed, jump as quickly at opportunities as you do at conclusions.
Behold the rain which descends from heaven upon our vineyards; there it enters the roots of the vines, to be changed into wine; a constant proof that God loves us, and loves to see us happy.
After all, wedlock is the natural state of man. A bachelor is not a complete human being. He is like the odd half of a pair of scissors, which has not yet found its fellow, and therefore is not even half so useful as they might be together.
I believe that Thomas Jefferson said: 'If it neither breaks my leg nor picks my pocket, what difference is it to me?'
Art is not an end in itself. It introduces the soul into a higher spiritual order, which it expresses and in some sense explains.
What good is an idea if it remains an idea? Try. Experiment. Iterate. Fail. Try again. Change the world.
As far as the illusion of the fame, yes, I can definitely appreciate it.