I was not a child prodigy, because a child prodigy is a child who knows as much when it is a child as it does when it grows up.
Winning is important to me, but what brings me real joy is the experience of being fully engaged in whatever I'm doing.
The strongest principle of growth lies in human choice.
The charity that hastens to proclaim its good deeds, ceases to be charity, and is only pride and ostentation.
I'm struck by the insidious, computer-driven tendency to take things out of the domain of muscular activity and put them into the domain of mental activity. The transfer is not paying off. Sure, muscles are unreliable, but they represent several million years of accumulated finesse.
We learn and grow and are transformed not so much by what we do but by why and how we do it.
As a well-spent day brings happy sleep, so life well used brings happy death.