Write injuries in dust, benefits in marble.

The lust for power in dominating others inflames the heartmore than any other passion.

Youcannot truly listen to anyone and do anything else at the same time.

... That may appear as the truth to one personwill often appear as untruth to another person. But that need not worry theseeker. Where there is honest effort, it will be realized that what appearedto be different truths are like the countless and apparen

Thespirit indeed is willing, but the flesh is weak.

Old wood best of burn, old friend to trust and old authors to read.

Everybody is ignorant, only on different subjects.

Night is the blotting paper of many sorrows.

Self-trust is the first secret of success.

The poet gives us his essence, but prose takes the mould of the body and mind entire.

All your fingernails grow with no convenient speed except broken one.

If you don't know where you're going, you'll end upsomewhere else.