Happy the man, and happy he alone, he who can call today his own. He who secure within can say, 'Tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.'

The stream of thought flows on but most of its segments fall into the bottomless abyss of oblivion. Of some, no memory survives the instant of their passage. Of others, it is confined to a few moments, hours or days. Others, again, leave vestiges which are indestructible, and by means of which they may be recalled as long as life endures.

We take greater pains to persuade others that we are happy than in endeavoring to think so ourselves.

The most important things to say are those which often I did not think necessary for me to say -- because they were too obvious.

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Man must evolve for all human conflict a method which rejects revenge, aggression and retaliation. The foundation of such a method is love.