One man is more concerned with the impression he makes on the rest of mankind, another with the impression the rest of mankind makes on him. The disposition of the first is subjective, of the second objective. The one is, in the whole of his existence, more in the nature of an idea which is merely presented, the other more of the being who presents it.
Peace, Rest and Bliss dwell only where there is no where and no when.
A smile costs nothing but gives much. It enriches those who receive, without making poorer those who give. It takes but a moment, but the memory of it sometimes lasts forever. None is so rich or mighty that he can get along without it, and none is so poor but that he can be made rich by it. A smile creates happiness in the home, fosters good will in business, and is the countersign of friendship. It brings rest to the weary, cheer to the discouraged, sunshine to the sad, and it is nature's best antidote for trouble. Yet it cannot be bought, begged, borrowed, or stolen, for it is something that is of no value to anyone until it is given away. Some people are too tired to give you a smile. Give them one of yours, as none needs a smile so much as he who has no more to give.
If you really do put a small value upon yourself, rest assured that the world will not raise your price.
Anything may be betrayed, anyone may be forgiven. But not those who lack the courage of their own greatness… It does not matter that only a few in each generation will grasp and achieve the full reality of man’s proper stature – and the rest will betray it. It is those few that move the world and give it meaning – and it is those few that I have always sought to address. The rest are of no concern of mine; it is not me or “The Fountainhead” that they will betray: it is their own souls.
For myself, I am certain that the good of human life cannot lie in the possession of things which, for one person to possess, is for the rest to lose, but rather in things which all can possess alike, and where one person's wealth promotes their neighbor's.
Love, children, and work are the great sources of fertilizing contact between the individual and the rest of the world.
In this world, aspirants may find enlightenment by two different paths. For the contemplative is the path of knowledge: for the active is the path of selfless action. Nobody can become perfect by merely ceasing to act. In fact, nobody can ever rest from his activity even for a moment.
Nothing gives rest but the sincere search for truth.
Our nature lies in movement; complete rest is death.
My interest is in the future because I am going to spend the rest of my life there.
We should all be concerned about the future because we will have to spend the rest of our lives there.
The only God whom our thoughts can rest on, our hearts cling to, and our conscience can recognize, is the God whose image dwells in our own souls.
Music illustrates the primordial forces of nature, while li reflects the products of creation. Heaven represents the principle of eternal motion, while Earth represents the principle of remaining still, and these two principles of motion and rest permeate life between Heaven and Earth.
Wouldn’t it be wonderful to have no fear? That is the greatest gift: no fear! When you truly realize what it is, then there is no fear, nothing to hurt you, nothing to destroy you. Nothing can take your life, because your life is unborn, therefore undying. All the rest is a dream.
The hopes of the world rest on the flexibility, vigor, capacity for new thought, and the fresh outlook of the young.
Nothing in progression can rest on its original plan. We may as well think of rocking a grown man in the cradle of an infant.
The mintage of wisdom is to know that rest is rust, and that real life is in love, laughter, and work.
Most men are in a coma when they are at rest and made when they act.
A feeling of utter worthlessness levels a man's attitude toward his fellow beings. He views the whole of humanity as being of one kind. He will despise equally those who love him and those who hate him, those who are noble and those who are mean, those who are compassionate and those who are cruel. It is as if the feeling of worthlessness cuts one off from the rest of mankind. One sees humanity as a foreign species.