People fail forward to success.
There are no wise few. Every aristocracy that has ever existed has behaved, in all essential points, exactly like a small mob.
Forget injuries, never forget kindnesses.
Results! Why, man, I have gotten a lot of results. I know several thousand things that won't work.
I am doomed to an eternity of compulsive work. No set goal achieved satisfies. Success only breeds a new goal. The golden apple devoured has seeds. It is endless.
The scornful nostril and the high head gather not the odors that lie on the track of truth.
You have to recognize when the right place and the right time fuse and take advantage of that opportunity. There are plenty of opportunities out there. You can't sit back and wait.