The Present is the living sum-total of the whole Past.

The idea that you are 55 and have to grin and bear it is a thing of the past.

Weep no more, lady, weep no more, Thy sorrowe is in vaine, For violets pluckt, the sweetest showers Will ne'er make grow againe.

Man is a tool-using animal. Without tools he is nothing, with tools he is all.

Show me the man you honor, and I will know what kind of man you are.

A laugh, to be joyous, must flow from a joyous heart, for without kindness, there can be no true joy.