As a collector of words, I found this the other day in the back of my Daytimer:
- Travel and change of place impart new vigour to the mind.
- Order is the shape upon which beauty depends.
- Better one’s house be too little one day than too big all the year after.
- But what is happiness except the simple harmony between a man and the life he leads.
- The key to wisdom is this: Constant and frequent questioning, for by doubting we are led to question and by questioning we arrive at the truth.
- You cannot master yourself unless you know yourself. There are mirrors for the face but none for the mind.
- Your life is made up of years that mean nothing, moments that mean all.
- Middle age is ten years older than you happen to be at the time.
- In difficult times, you should always carry something beautiful in your mind.
- The time to stop talking is when the other person nods his head affirmatively but says nothing.
- There are many paths to the top of the mountain, but the view is always the same.
And a friend sent this the other day:
When you’re dead you don’t know you’re dead. The pain is only felt by others.
The same thing happens when you’re stupid.