To regret one’s own experiences is to arrest one’s own development. To deny one’s own experiences is to put a lie into the lips of one’s own life. It is no less than a denial of the soul.

Unless your heart, your soul, and your whole being are behind every decision you make, the words from your mouth will be empty, and each action will be meaningless. Truth and confidence are the roots of happiness.

I could deny it if I liked. I could deny anything if I liked.

The soul is born old but grows young. That is the comedy of life.

As for a spoiled life, no life is spoiled but one whose growth is arrested.

And he goes through life, his mouth open, and his mind closed