Two days like icebergs bleak, blank, half-melting, all frigid, mainly out of sight, and definitely a threat to peace of mind drifted by and were good to put behind.
Youth ends when egotism does; maturity begins when one lives for others.
Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go.
The true profession of a man is to find his way to himself.
To hold our tongues when everyone is gossiping, to smile without hostility at people and institutions, to compensate for the shortage of love in the world with more love in small, private matters; to be more faithful in our work, to show greater patience, to forgo the cheap revenge obtainable from mockery and criticism: all these are things we can do.
I have no right to call myself one who knows. I was one who seeks, and I still am, but I no longer seek in the stars or in books; I'm beginning to hear the teachings of my blood pulsing within me. My story isn't pleasant, it's not sweet and harmonious like the invented stories; it tastes of folly and bewilderment, of madness and dream, like the life of all people who no longer want to lie to themselves.
Om is the bow, the arrow is soul.
Truth contains a vital principle and will manifest itself.
Except during the nine months before he draws his first breath, no man manages his affairs as well as a tree does.
The movies were custard compared to politics.
We are the two great painters of this era; you are in the Egyptian style, I in themodern style. (to Pablo Picasso)