A man's foibles are what makes him lovable.

Everything has been thought of before, but the problem is to think of it again.

If your treat an individual... as if he were what he ought to be and could be, he will become what he ought to be and could be.

Quite often, as life goes on, when we feel completely secure as we go on our way, we suddenly notice that we are trapped in error, that we have allowed ourselves to be taken in by individuals, by objects, have dreamt up an affinity with them which immediately vanishes before our waking eye; and yet we cannot tear ourselves away, held fast by some power that seems incomprehensible to us. Sometimes, however, we become fully aware and realize that error as well as truth can move and spur us on to action.

Man would not be the finest creature in the world if he were not too fine for it.

Each has his own happiness in his hands, as the artist handles the rude clay he seeks to reshape it into a figure; yet it is the same with this art as with all others: only the capacity for it is innate; the art itself must be learned and painstakingly practiced.

There is nothing in which people more betray their character than in what they laugh at.