kmay - Feed Quotations Book Search <![CDATA[You are the music while the music lasts.]]> <![CDATA[A man is a god in ruins.]]> <![CDATA[I am ready any time. Do not keep me waiting.]]> <![CDATA[City people try to buy time as a rule, when they can, whereas country people are prepared to kill time, although both try to cherish in their mind's eye the notion of a better life ahead.]]> <![CDATA[So much of our time is spent in preparation, so much in routine, and so much in retrospect, that the amount of each person's genius is confined to a very few hours.]]> <![CDATA[One of the illusions of life is that the present hour is not the critical, decisive hour. Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year. No man has learned anything rightly, until he knows that every day is Doomsday.]]> <![CDATA[Time has no meaning in itself unless we choose to give it significance.]]> <![CDATA[Leadership is not a position. You are not a leader because you have the title of manager. Leadership is something that we earn from followers on a day to day basis.]]> <![CDATA[Humility leads to strength and not to weakness. It is the highest form of self-respect to admit mistakes and to make amends for them.]]> <![CDATA[The first test of a truly great man is his humility. By humility I don't mean doubt of his powers or hesitation in speaking his opinion, but merely an understanding of the relationship of what he can say and what he can do.]]> <![CDATA[I suppose leadership at one time meant muscles; but today it means getting along with people.]]> <![CDATA[Management is doing things right; leadership is doing the right things.]]> <![CDATA[You do not lead by hitting people over the head -- that's assault, not leadership.]]> <![CDATA[Friendship is the only cement that will ever hold the world together.]]> <![CDATA[Love is rarer than genius itself. And friendship is rarer than love.]]> <![CDATA[A man's friendships are one of the best measures of his worth.]]> <![CDATA[Happiness is a small and unworthy goal for something as big and fancy as a whole lifetime, and should be taken in small doses.]]> <![CDATA[Happiness lies in being privileged to work hard for long hours in doing whatever you think is worth doing. One man may find happiness in supporting a wife and children. Another may find it in robbing banks. Still another may labor mightily for years in pursuing pure research with no discernible result. Note the individual and subjective nature of each case. No two are alike and there is no reason to expect them to be. Each man or woman must find for himself or herself that occupation in which hard work and long hours make him or her happy. Contrariwise, if you are looking for shorter hours and longer vacations and early retirement, you are in the wrong job. Perhaps you need to take up bank robbing. Or geeking in a sideshow. Or even politics.]]> <![CDATA[We find greatest joy, not in getting, but in expressing what we are. Men do not really live for honors or for pay; their gladness is not the taking and holding, but in doing, the striving, the building, the living. It is a higher joy to teach than to be taught. It is good to get justice, but better to do it; fun to have things but more to make them. The happy man is he who lives the life of love, not for the honors it may bring, but for the life itself.]]> <![CDATA[To take wine into our mouths is to savor a droplet of the river of human history.]]> <![CDATA[Each blade of grass has its spot on earth whence it draws its life, its strength; and so is man rooted to the land from which he draws his faith together with his life.]]> <![CDATA[I remember my youth and the feeling that will never come back any more --the feeling that I could last for ever, outlast the sea, the earth, and all men; the deceitful feeling that lures us on to joys, to perils, to love, to vain effort --to death; the triumphant conviction of strength, the heat of life in the handful of dust, the glow in the heart that with every year grows dim, grows cold, grows small, and expires --and expires, too soon, too soon --before life itself.]]> <![CDATA[We grow neither better or worse as we get old, but more like ourselves.]]> <![CDATA[The poetry of heroism appeals irresistibly to those who don't go to a war, and even more to those whom the war is making enormously wealthy. It's always so.]]> <![CDATA[To hell with reality! I want to die in music, not in reason or in prose. People don't deserve the restraint we show by not going into delirium in front of them. To hell with them!]]> <![CDATA[The control of nature is a phrase conceived in arrogance, born of the Neanderthal age of biology and the convenience of man.]]> <![CDATA[People seldom do what they believe in. They do what is convenient, then repent.]]> <![CDATA[All of life is a foreign country.]]> <![CDATA[O sleep, O gentle sleep, nature's soft nurse, how have I frightened thee, that thou no more wilt weigh my eye-lids down and steep my senses in forgetfulness?]]> <![CDATA[But then they danced down the street like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I've been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!]]> <![CDATA[Come, let's have one other gaudy night. Call to me. All my sad captains. Fill our bowls once more. Let's mock the midnight bell.]]> <![CDATA[Man is the only creature who refuses to be what he is.]]> <![CDATA[That must be wonderful; I have no idea of what it means.]]> <![CDATA[We get into the habit of living before acquiring the habit of thinking. In that race which daily hastens us towards death, the body maintains its irreparable lead.]]> <![CDATA[To correct a natural indifference I was placed half-way between misery and the sun. Misery kept me from believing that all was well under the sun, and the sun taught me that history wasn't everything.]]> <![CDATA[Every act of rebellion expresses a nostalgia for innocence and an appeal to the essence of being.]]> <![CDATA[Life begins on the other side of despair.]]> <![CDATA[Freedom is what you do with what's been done to you.]]> <![CDATA[Every existing thing is born without reason, prolongs itself out of weakness, and dies by chance.]]> <![CDATA[If you are lonely when you are alone, you are in bad company.]]> <![CDATA[When the rich wage war it is the poor who die.]]> <![CDATA[Three o clock is always too late or too early for anything you want to do.]]> <![CDATA[How can we know ourselves? Never by reflection, but only through action. Begin at once to do your duty and immediately you will know what is inside you.]]> <![CDATA[Only law can give us freedom.]]> <![CDATA[The first and last thing required of genius is, love of the truth.]]> <![CDATA[To those who despair of everything reason cannot provide a faith, but only passion, and in this case it must be the same passion that lay at the root of the despair, namely humiliation and hatred.]]>