Sickness is mankind's greatest defect.
I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way (s)he handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.
After your death you will be what you were before your birth.
We have to heal our wounded world. The chaos, despair, and senseless destruction we see today are a result of the alienation that people feel from each other and their environment.
He that wrestles with us strengthens our nerves and sharpens our skill. Our antagonist is our helper.
It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.
A wise man can play the part of a clown, but a clown can't play the part of a wise man.
Progress of mankind is progress of mind and intellect.
As far as I knew white women were never lonely, except in books. White men adored them, Black men desired them and Black women worked for them.
The capacity to suffer varies more than anything that I have observed in human nature.
People demand freedom of speech as a compensation for the freedom of thought which they seldom use.
Private passions tire and exhaust themselves, public ones never.
Humanism was not wrong in thinking that truth, beauty, liberty, and equality are of infinite value, but in thinking that man can get them for himself without grace.
Example is not the main thing in influencing others. It is the only thing.
The world would be happier if men had the same capacity to be silent that they have to speak.
Treat people as if they were what they ought to be, and you help them to become what they are capable of being.
The U.S. Census Bureau acknowledged this fact when it reported that those with a bachelor's degree earn on average $1 million more over their lifetime than those with only a high school diploma.
There seems to be some perverse human characteristic that likes to make easy things difficult.
Humans are not proud of their ancestors, and rarely invite them round to dinner.
Men are anxious to improve their circumstances, but are unwilling to improve themselves; they therefore remain bound.
Are we happy that our grandchildren may never seen an elephant except in a picture book?