...It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul.
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.
That best portion of a good man's life — his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love.
All religion, my friend, is simply evolved out of fraud, fear, greed, imagination, and poetry.
Life is divided into the horrible and the miserable. The horrible are the cancer patients and the terminal cases... the miserable is everyone else. So, be thankful that you're miserable.
No, I don't think I will kiss you, although you need kissing, badly. That's what's wrong with you. You should be kissed and often, and by someone who knows how.
Your imagination is your preview of life's coming attractions.
I do not fear death, in view of the fact that I had been dead for billions and billions of years before I was born, and had not suffered the slightest inconvenience from it.
Only a life lived for others is worth living.
Change is the essence of life. Be willing to surrender what you are for what you could become.