Life isn't fair. It's just fairer than death, that's all.
Without the capacity to provide its own information, the mind drifts into randomness.
Everything has its wonders, even darkness and silence, and I learn whatever state I am in, therin to be content
If we fall, we don't need self-recrimination or blame or anger - we need a reawakening of our intention and a willingness to recommit, to be whole-hearted once again.
You cannot run away from a weakness; you must sometimes fight it out or perish. And if that be so, why not now, and where you stand?
Let us so live that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry.
A billion here, a billion there, pretty soon it adds up to real money.