The slacker does not plow during planting season; at harvest time he looks, and there is nothing.

The first step in the acquisition of wisdom is silence, the second listening, the third memory, the fourth practice, the fifth teaching others.

Your own soul is nourished when you are kind; it is destroyed when you are cruel.

A gentle answer turns away wrath, but a harsh word stirs up anger.

Words kill, words give life; they're either poison or fruit--- YOU choose.

The human mind is an organ for the discovery of truths rather than of falsehoods.

The thing that hath been, it is that which shall be; and that which is done is that which shall be done: and there is no new thing under the sun.

Love is as strong as death; its jealousy as unyielding as the grave. It burns like a blazing fire; like a mighty flame. Many waters cannot quench love, rivers cannot wash it away

The lesser of two evils is still evil.

Most social acts have to be understood in their setting, and lose meaning if isolated.

most social acts have to be understood in their setting, and lose meaning if isolated. No error in thinking about social facts is more serious than the failure to see their place and function.

Anybody caught selling macrame in public should be dyed a natural color and hung out to dry.

Comics don't like to see other comics do well.

To change everything, simply change your attitude.

The book is not really the container for the book. The book itself is the narrative. It's the thing that people create.

And I never believed that the multitude / of dreams and many words were vain.

If we become tow people-the suburban affluent and the urban poor, each filled with mistrust and fear of the other-then we shall effectively cripple each generation to come.

Again, I say I will be glad to tell what songs I have ever sung, because singing is my business.

Be of good cheer. The future is as bright as your faith.

To know things as they are is better than to believe things as they seem.

To die, to sleep - To sleep, perchance to dream - ay, there's the rub, For in this sleep of death what dreams may come.