The individual's most vital need is to prove his worth, and this usually means an insatiable hunger for action. For it is only the few who can acquire a sense of worth by developing and employing their capacities and talents. The majority prove their worth by keeping busy.

People in a hurry cannot think, cannot grow, nor can they decay. They are preserved in a state of perpetual puerility.

Nothing so bolsters our self-confidence and reconciles us with ourselves as the continuous ability to create; to see things grow and develop under our hand, day in, day out.

It is to escape the responsibility for failure that the weak so eagerly throw themselves into grandiose undertakings.

To spell out the obvious is often to call it in question.

A preoccupation with the future not only prevents us from seeing the present as it is but often prompts us to rearrange the past.

I hang onto my prejudices, they are the testicles of my mind.