The art of advertising - untruthfulness combined with repetition.

There can be no happiness if the things we believe in are different from the things we do.

To awaken quite alone in a strange town is one of the most pleasant sensations in the world. You are surrounded by adventure.

Tolerance cannot afford to have anything to do with the fallacy that evil may convert itself to good.

Christmas... is not an external event at all, but a piece of one's home that one carries in one's heart.

The most ominous of fallacies - the belief that things can be kept static by inaction

The world has become too full of many things, an over furnished room.

You will, if you're wise and know the art of travel, let yourself go on the stream of the unknown and accept whatever comes in the spirit in which the gods may offer it.

This is one of the charms of the desert, that removing as it does nearly all the accessories of life, we see the thin thread of necessities on which our human existence is suspended.

The true fruit of travel is perhaps the feeling of being nearly everywhere at home.

Curiosity is the one thing invincible in Nature.

When an author sleeps, her brain creates more stories for her pen.

I fail enough and I beat myself up enough. I don't need anybody else to do it for me.

...the safest way of ensuring that secret information did not leak was not to tell anybody about it.

When you're always trying to conform to the norm, you lose your uniqueness, which can be the foundation for your greatness.

I am who I am. I can't pretend to be somebody who makes $25,000 a year.

Donald Trump really has authoritarian, dictatorial instincts.

Explore this next great frontier where the boundaries between work and higher purpose are merging into one, where doing good really is good for business.

I don't miss a day of yoga. I don't miss my meditation... They're way more important.

Urban women don't breed in their twenties. Shortly after, I became a mother too, which is why I was probably so child friendly.

Cruelty is the highest pleasure to the cruel man; it is his love.