Most unhappiness is caused because people listen to themselves... instead of talking to themselves.

We with our lives are like islands in the sea, or like trees in the forest... But the trees also commingle their roots in the darkness underground.

However inadequate our ideas of causal efficacy may be, we are less wide of the mark when we say that our ideas and feelings have it, than the Automatists are when they say they haven't it. As in the night all cats are gray, so in the darkness of metaphysical criticism all causes are obscure. But one has no right to pull the pall over the psychic half of the subject only . . . whilst in the same breath one dogmatizes about material causation as if Hume, Kant, and Lotze had never been born.

All of our life is but a mass of small habits - practical, emotional, intellectual and spiritual - that bear us irresistibly toward our destiny.

To change ones life: Start immediately. Do it flamboyantly.

The God of many men is little more than their court of appeal against the damnatory judgment passed on their failures by the opinion of the world.

Where is it, this present? It has melted in our grasp, fled ere we could touch it, gone in the instant of becoming.