When all you can feel are the shadows, turn your face towards the sun.

Some people are foolish enough to imagine that wealth and power and fame satisfy our hearts: but they never do, unless they are used to create and distribute happiness in the world.

Happiness is the final and perfect fruit of obedience to the laws of life.

Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than exposure.

Cut off as I am, it is inevitable that I should sometimes feel like a shadow walking in a shadowy world. When this happens I ask to be taken to New York City. Always I return home weary but I have the comforting certainty that mankind is real flesh and I myself am not a dream.

A man can't make a place for himself in the sun if he keeps taking refuge under the family tree.

To keep our faces toward chance and behave like free spirits in the presence of fate is strength undefeatable.