The greatest happiness comes from the greatest activity.

The greatest happiness comes from the greatest activity.

Nothing is so strong as gentleness and nothing is so gentle as real strength.

Nothing is so strong as gentleness and nothing is so gentle as real strength.

Perfection consists not in doing extraordinary things, but in doing
ordinary things extraordinarily well.

Perfection consists not in doing extraordinary things, but in doing
ordinary things extraordinarily well.

The master in the art of living makes little distinction between his
work and his play, his labor and his read more

The master in the art of living makes little distinction between his
work and his play, his labor and his leisure, his mind and his body, his
information and his recreation, his love and his religion. He hardly knows
which is which. He simply pursues his vision of excellence at whatever he
does, leaving others to decide whether he is working or playing. To him
he's always doing both.

Laziness is nothing more than the habit of resting before
you get tired.

Laziness is nothing more than the habit of resting before
you get tired.

Prosperity depends more on wanting what you have than having what you want.

Prosperity depends more on wanting what you have than having what you want.

The people who oppose your ideas are inevitably those who represent the established order that your ideas will upset.

The people who oppose your ideas are inevitably those who represent the established order that your ideas will upset.

To put away aimlessness and weakness, and to begin to think with
purpose, is to enter the ranks of those read more

To put away aimlessness and weakness, and to begin to think with
purpose, is to enter the ranks of those strong ones who only recognize
failure as one of the pathways to attainment; who make all conditions
serve them, and who think strongly, attempt fearlessly, and accomplish
masterfully.

I felt once more how simple and frugal a thing is happiness: a glass of wine, a roast chestnut, a read more

I felt once more how simple and frugal a thing is happiness: a glass of wine, a roast chestnut, a wretched little brazier, the sound of the sea. Nothing else.