If one considers how much reason every person has for anxiety and timid self-concealment, and how three-quarters of his energy and goodwill can be paralyzed and made unfruitful by it, one has to be very grateful to fashion, insofar as it sets that three-quarters free and communicates self-confidence and mutual cheerful agreeableness to those who know they are subject to its law.

Do business managers have a commitment to anything more than the success of their company and to making money? It would be hard to say that they do. Indeed, many business leaders deny that there is any conflict between self-interest and the interests of all.

Peter Singer

If people do not believe that mathematics is simple, it is only because they do not realize how complicated life is.

John von Neumann

It frequently happens that two persons, reasoning right on a mechanical subject, think alike and invent the same thing without any communication with each other.

Oliver Evans

There is nothing which at once affects a man so much and so little as his own death.

Samuel Butler

Opportunity is lost by deliberation.

Publilius Syrus

Love poems are always cliche to me but not to the person it's for.

James Dye

Life is a series of surprises and would not be worth taking or keeping if it were not.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

April prepares her green traffic light and the world thinks Go.

Christopher Morley, John Mistlet

No matter what looms ahead, if you can eat today, enjoy today, mix good cheer with friends today enjoy it and bless God for it.

Henry Ward Beecher

The sound of 'gentle stillness' after all the thunder and wind have passed will the ultimate Word from God.

Jim Elliot

If I knew what to doI'd do more than write a song for you

Criss Jami

Say not, the struggle naught availeth,The labor and the wounds are vain,The enemy faints not, nor faileth,And as things have been, they remain.If hopes are dupes, fears may be liars;It may be, in yon smoke concealedYour comrades chase e'en now the fliersAnd, but for you, possess the field.For while the tired waves, vainly breaking,Seem here no painful inch to gain,Far back, through creeks and inlets making,Comes silent, flooding in, the main.And not by eastern windows only,When daylight comes, comes in the light;In front, the sun climbs slow, how slowly,But westward, look, the land is bright.

Arthur H. Clough, The Land is Br