Most people live, whether physically, intellectually or morally, in a very restricted circle of their potential being.

We divert our attention from disease and death as much as we can; the slaughterhouses are huddled out of sight and never mentioned, so that the world we recognize officially in literature and in society is a poetic fiction far handsomer, cleaner and better than the world that really is.

Pretend what we may, the whole man within us is at work when we form our philosophical opinions.

Focus on increasing service. Becoming great where you are. Pile in the wood. The heat will follow.

Acceptance of what has happened is the first step to overcoming the consequences of any misfortune.

An idea will infect another with its own emotional interest when they have become both associated together into any sort of a mental total.

We have lost the power even of imagining what the ancient idealization of poverty could have meant: the liberation from material attachments, the unbribed soul, the manlier indifference, the paying our way by what we are and not by what we have, the right to fling away our life at any moment irresponsibly - the more athletic trim, in short, the moral fighting shape.