With the fearful strain that is on me night and day, if I did not laugh I should die.
Humor is perhaps a sense of intellectual perspective: an awareness that some things are really important, others not; and that the two kinds are most oddly jumbled in everyday affairs. - Inward Ho.
The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.
The most wasted day of all is that in which we have not laughed.
Much may be done in those little shreds and patches of time, which every day produces, and which most men throw away, but which nevertheless will make at the end of it no small deduction for the life of man.
Were't not affection chains thy tender days To the sweet glances of thy honored love, I rather would entreat thy company To see the wonders of the world abroad Than, living dully sluggardized at home, Wear out thy youth with shapeless idleness.
Ignorance seldom vaults into knowledge, but passes into it through an intermediate state of obscurity, even as night into day through twilight.
The sage awakes to light in the night of all creatures. That which the world calls day is the night of ignorance to the wise.
Ignorance is never out of style. It was in fashion yesterday, it is the rage today and it will set the pace tomorrow.
I'm up to my neck in the real world, every day. Just you try doing your VAT return with a head full of goblins.
Imagination has given us the steam engine, the telephone, the talking-machine, and the automobile, for these things had to be dreamed of before they became realities. So I believe that dreams - daydreams, you know, with your eyes wide open and your brain machinery whizzing-are likely to lead to the betterment of the world. The imaginative child will become the imaginative man or woman most apt to invent, and therefore to foster, civilization.
If I stoop Into a dark tremendous sea of cloud, It is but for a time; I press God's lamp Close to my breast; its splendor soon or late Will pierce the gloom; I shall emerge one day.
Millions long for immortality who do not know what to do with themselves on a rainy Sunday afternoon.
It is difficult to say what is impossible, for the dream of yesterday is the hope of today and the reality of tomorrow.
Today's accomplishments were yesterday's impossibilities.
There are so many things that we wish we had done yesterday, so few that we feel like doing today.
Then indecision brings its own delays, And days are lost lamenting o'er lost days.
Only one fellow in ten thousand understands the currency question, and we meet him every day.
Try to save money. Someday it may be valuable again.
Along the varying road of life, In calm content, in toil or strife, At morn or noon, by night or day, As time conducts him on his way, How oft doth man, by care oppressed, Find in an Inn a place of rest.
The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day. Now spurs the lated traveller apace To gain the timely inn, and near approaches The subject of our watch.
What care if the day Be turned to gray, What care if the night come soon! We may choose the pace Who bow for grace, At the Inn of the Silver Moon.
to be nobody-but-myself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make me everybody else means, to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight, and never stop fighting.
Most of us fall short much more by omission than by commission: "While the world perishes we go our way: purposeless, passionless, day after day.".
Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.