Anything that is wasted effort represents wasted time. The best management of our time thus becomes linked inseparably with the read more

Anything that is wasted effort represents wasted time. The best management of our time thus becomes linked inseparably with the best utilization of our efforts.

Time is the substance from which I am made. Time is a river which carries me along, but I am read more

Time is the substance from which I am made. Time is a river which carries me along, but I am the river; it is a tiger that devours me, but I am the tiger; it is a fire that consumes me, but I am the fire.

There is not any memory with less satisfaction than the memory of some temptation we resisted.

There is not any memory with less satisfaction than the memory of some temptation we resisted.

The reality of life is that your perceptions -- right or wrong -- influence everything else you do. When you read more

The reality of life is that your perceptions -- right or wrong -- influence everything else you do. When you get a proper perspective of your perceptions, you may be surprised how many other things fall into place.

I have been in love, and in debt, and in drink, this many and many a year.

I have been in love, and in debt, and in drink, this many and many a year.

Forests, lakes, and rivers, clouds and winds, stars and flowers, stupendous glaciers and crystal snowflakes - every form of animate read more

Forests, lakes, and rivers, clouds and winds, stars and flowers, stupendous glaciers and crystal snowflakes - every form of animate or inanimate existence, leaves its impress upon the soul of man.

Sentiment is the ripened fruit of fantasy.

Sentiment is the ripened fruit of fantasy.

Given that external reality is a fiction, the writer's role is almost superfluous. He does not need to invent the read more

Given that external reality is a fiction, the writer's role is almost superfluous. He does not need to invent the fiction because it is already there.

Rules of society are nothing; ones conscience is the umpire.

Rules of society are nothing; ones conscience is the umpire.