The richness of life lies in the memories we have forgotten.
One stops being a child when one realizes that telling one's trouble does not make it any better.
Childhood is not only the childhood we really had but also the impressions we formed of it in our adolescence and maturity. That is why childhood seems so long. Probably every period of life is multiplied by our reflections upon the next.
Lessons are not given, they are taken.
Give me the ready hand rather than the ready tongue.
If you wish to travel far and fast, travel light. Take off all your envies, jealousies, unforgiveness, selfishness and fears.
We do not remember days, we remember moments. The richness of life lies in memories we have forgotten.
If it were possible to have a life absolutely free from every feeling of sin, what a terrifying vacuum it would be.
He knows not his own strength that hath not met adversity.
Contraries are cured by contraries.