The spirit of self-help is the root of all genuine growth in the individual.

Lost wealth may be replaced by industry, lost knowledge by study, lost health by temperance or medicine, but lost time is gone forever.

Hope is like the sun, which, as we journey toward it, casts the shadow of our burden behind us.

Hope... is the companion of power, and the mother of success; for who so hopes has within him the gift of miracles.

The best school of discipline is home. Family life is God's own method of training the young, and homes are very much as women make them.

Where there is a will there is a way.

National progress is the sum of individual industry, energy, and uprightness, as national decay is of individual idleness, selfishness, and vice.

The great high-road of human welfare lies along the old highway of steadfast welldoing; and they who are the most persistent, and work in the truest spirit, will invariably be the most successful.

Life will always be to a large extent what we ourselves make it.

It is a mistake to suppose that men succeed through success; they much oftener succeed through failures. Precept, study, advice, and example could never have taught them so well as failure has done.

No laws, however stringent, can make the idle industrious, the thriftless provident, or the drunken sober.

Lazy people, the truly lazy people live on information, strategies, ideas, plans and many other criticals, simply to spend one hour of hard work and make the rest feel like a breeze.

It appears that the media filters we carry in our heads are like computers: they've been forced to get faster in order to keep up with the demands our high-speed society puts on them.

I had this child, and it destroyed my family.

Mankind, when left to themselves, are unfit for their own government.

The Greeks saw everything in forms which we are trying to ascertain as law, and classify as cause.

Any film is at least better than real life.

I have often said that I am a passionate Darwinian when it comes to explaining why we exist.

One hundred and twenty Marines were detailed to officer a force of twenty-six hundred Haitians.

Sometimes it seems like if you open up the door to reality and invite it in, it will just come flowing.

The winter is made and you have to bear it, The winter web, the winter woven, wind and wind, For all the thoughts of summer that go with it In the mind, pupa of straw, moppet of rags.