. . . for some of us life always comes C. O. D.
I'm trained to difficulties; difficulties can't be eliminated from life.
My grandfather once told me that there were two kinds of people: those who do the work and those who take the credit. He told me to try to be in the first group; there was much less competition.
I am proud that I spent the whole of my life in the service of my people. . . I shall continue to serve until my last breath and when I die, I can say, that every drop of my blood will invigorate India and strengthen it.
Opportunities are not offered. They must be wrested and worked for. And this calls for perseverance. . . and courage.
To be liberated, woman must feel free to be herself, not in rivalry to man but in the context of her own capacity and her personality.
Never forget that when we are silent, we are one. And when we speak we are two.
Then do you mean that I have got to go on catching these damned two-and-a-half pounders at this corner forever and ever? The keeper nodded. Hell! said Mr. Castwell. Yes , said his keeper.
I adore life but I dont fear death. I just prefer to die as late as possible.
Good acts are like good poems. One may easily get their drift, but they are not rationally understood.
Now is our chance to choose the right side. God is holding back to give us that chance. It won't last forever. We must take it or leave it.