When u were born, u were crying and everyone round u was smiling.. Live ur life so that when u die, u're the one who is smiling and everyone round u is crying..
The tormentof human frustration, whatever its immediate cause, is the knowledge that theself is in prison, its vital force and ‘mangled mind’ leaking away in lonely,wasteful self-conflict.
Reasonand emotion are not antagonists. What seems like a struggle between twoopposing ideas or values, one of which, automatic and unconscious, manifestsitself in the form of a feeling.
An artist is a cut above the critic, for the artist is writing something which will move the critic. The critic is writing something which will move everybody but the artist
Theterm up has no meaning apart from the word down. The term fasthas no meaning apart from the term slow. In addition, such termshave no meaning even when used together, except when confined to a veryparticular situation... most of our language about the
Whoeverhas the mind to fight has broken his connection with the universe. If you tryto dominate people you are already defeated. We study how to resolveconflict, not how to start it.