At day's first light have in readiness, against disinclination to leave your bed, the thought that "I am rising for the work of man."

Your days are numbered. Use them to throw open the windows of your soul to the sun. If you do not, the sun will soon set, and you with it.

A wrongdoer is often a man who has left something undone, not always one who has done something.

Each of us lives only now, this brief instant. The rest been lived already, or is impossible to see. The span we live is small - small as the corner of the earth in which we live it.

The world is mere change, and this life, opinion.

Remember that all things are only opinion and that it is in your power to think as you please.

It's time you realized that you have something in you more powerful and miraculous than the things that affect you and make you dance like a puppet.