Don't serve time, make time serve you

Good health and good sense are two of life's greatest blessings.

Publilius Syrus

The probability of life originating from accident is comparable to the probability of the unabridged dictionary resulting from an explosion in a printing shop.

Edward Conklin

For the greater beauty of the instrument, the balls representing the planets are to be of considerable bigness but so contrived, that they may be taken off at pleasure, and others, much smaller, and fitter for some purposes, put in their places.

David Rittenhouse

We are not the person other people wish we were. We are who we decide to be.

Paulo Coelho

Oh! what a silly Thing is Woman! How vain, how unreasonable!

Jane Austen

The proverb warns; Don't bite the hand that feeds you. But maybe you should, if it prevents you from feeding yourself.

Thomas Szasz

We have here a human as well as an economic problem. When humane considerations are concerned, Americans give them precedence. The lessons of history, confirmed by the evidence immediately before me, show conclusively that continued dependence upon relief induces a spiritual and moral disintegration fundamentally destructive to the national fibre. To dole out relief in this way is to administer a narcotic, a subtle destroyer of the human spirit.

Franklin D. Roosevelt

Art is contemplation. It is the pleasure of the mind which searches into nature and which there divines the spirit of which nature herself is animated.

Auguste Rodin

Happiness is not best achieved by those who seek it directly

Bertrand Russell

one pain is cured by another. catch some new infection in your eye and the poison of the old one would die.

William Shakespeare

No tears in the writer, no tears in the reader.

Robert Frost

When the Irishman is found outside of Ireland in another environment, he very often becomes a respected man. The economic and intellectual conditions that prevail in his own country do not permit the development of individuality. No one who has any self-respect stays in Ireland, but flees afar as though from a country that has undergone the visitation of an angered Jove.

James Joyce