Do not call any work menial until you have watched a proud person do it.

There is no effect more disproportionate to its cause than the happiness bestowed by a small compliment.

It's like this. Father Time keeps pitching the years at us. We swing and miss at a few. We hit a few out of the park. We try not to take any called strikes.

There is no harder thing to give up than the thing that was supposed to make you happy.

If we would see others as they see themselves, our shyness would soon become compassion.

Yes, I believe in guardian angels, because otherwise I must believe that life is a string of death-defying miracles - and I don't believe in miracles.

I'm right-handed, whereas the fellow in my mirror is left-handed. I start shaving from the left; he starts from the right. Differences only in perception, but religious wars have been fought over such.