I don't think you can come into your wisdom until you have made mistakes on your own skin and felt them in reality of your own life.

Success is like war and like charity in religion, it covers a multitude of sins.

Sir Charles Napier

I know a lot of athletes and models are written off as just bodies. I never felt used for my body.

Arnold Schwarzenegger

We are only an instant, that's true. But we are eternal.

Alice Hoffman

He who would do good to another must do it in Minute Particulars: general Good is the plea of the scoundrel, hypocrite, and flatterer, for Art and Science cannot exist but in minutely organized Particulars.

William Blake

The new electronic interdependence recreates the world in the image of a global village.

Marshall McLuhan

It is the ultimate luxury to combine passion and contribution. It's also a very clear path to happiness.

Sheryl Sandberg

There is no truth without responsibility following in its wake.

Kenneth L. Pike

Focus on your problem zones, your strength, your energy, your flexibility and all the rest. Maybe your chest is flabby or your hips or waist need toning. Also, you should change your program every thirty days. That's the key.

Jack LaLanne

Andalways embrace things, people earthsky stars, as I do, freely and withthe appropriate sense of space.

Frank O'Hara

Any man who reads too much and uses his own brain too little falls into lazy habits of thinking.

Albert Einstein

Kami antarsaudara terpaksa saling bunuh hanya karena kekuasaan. Itulah yang nyaris terjadi di setiap negara. Demokrasi yang sekarang menggejala, apakah benar akan mengantarkan manusia pada kesadaran untuk berhenti saling membunuh? Tidak juga. Di negeri seberang, di mana kudengar demokrasi diberikan begitu leluasa, malah kejahatan, pembunuhan, pemerkosaan terhadap perempuan, saling fitnah, saling rebut kekuasaan hampir terjadi setiap hari.

Putu Fajar Arcana

No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear. I am not afraid, but the sensation is like being afraid. The same fluttering in the stomach, the same restlessness, the yawning. I keep on swallowing.At other times it feels like being mildly drunk, or concussed. There is a sort of invisible blanket between the world and me. I find it hard to take in what anyone says. Or perhaps, hard to want to take it in. It is so uninteresting. Yet I want the others to be about me. I dread the moments when the house is empty. If only they would talk to one another and not to me.

C.S. Lewis