Youcan't stay in your corner of the Forest waiting for others to come toyou. You have to go to them sometimes.

A large ocean liner was headed across the Atlantic fromPortsmouth to New York. As it neared its destination at night, a lookout onthe wing of the bridge reported, ‘Light, bearing on the starboardbow.’‘Is it steady or moving astern?’ the captain called out

Ho puri dil ki har khwaish teri, Ho khushiyon bhara jahaan tera, Agar tu maange aasmaan ka ek taara, To khuda de-de tumko aasmaan saara.

Commonsense in an uncommon degree is what the world calls wisdom.

Thesearch for someone to blame is always successful.

Thereis no advancement to him who stands trembling because he cannot see the endfrom the beginning.

He whois unable to dance says the yard is stony.

WheneverI hear anyone arguing for slavery, I feel a strong impulse to see it tried onhim personally.

The Pursuit of perfection is the persuit of sweetness and light.

Sacrificers are not the ones to pity. The ones to pity are those they sacrifice.

The fibers of all things have their tension and are strainedlike the strings of an instrument.

The present is never a happy state to any being