Words Must Surely Be Counted Among The

Words Sing. They Hurt. They Teach. They Sanctify. They Were Man's First, Immeasurable Feat Of Magic. They Liberated Us From Ignorance And Our Barbarous Past.

Happiness, In The Ancient, Noble Sense, Means Self-fulfillment—and Is Given To Those Who Use To The Fullest Whatever Talents God … Bestowed Upon Them.

I Sometimes Think There Is A Dimension Beyond The Four Of Experience And Einstein: Insight, That Fifth Dimension Which Promises To Liberate Us From Bondage To The Long, Imperfect Past

First-rate People Hire First-rate People; Second-rate People Hire Third-rate People.

You Understand People Better If You Look At Them-no Matter How Old Or Impressive Or Important They May Be-as If They Were Children. For Most Men Never Mature; They Simply Grow Taller.