We arejudged by what we finish, not what we start.

Unlessa man has trained himself for his chance, the chance will only make him lookridiculous.

The art of writing is the art of restraint.

Since God made us to be originals, why stoop to be a copy?

Knowingthat everything's futile but still fighting, still raging against the dying ofthe light that's what motivates me all the time ... If you hold that sense offutility in your head for too long, it can begin to eat into you. You canstill be aware of it

The most exquisite paradox… as soon as you give itall up, you can have it all. As long as you want power, you can't have it.The minute you don't want power, you'll have more than you ever dreamedpossible.

It is a lesson which all history teaches wise men, to puttrust in ideas, and not in circumstances.

Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face.

It isdifficult to negotiate where neither will trust.

Oursubconscious minds have no sense of humor, play no jokes, and cannot tell thedifference between reality and an imagined thought or image. What wecontinually think about eventually will manifest in our lives.

When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world.

When the defects of others are percieved with so much clarity, it is because one possesses with oneself.