No man is good enough to govern another man without that other's consent.
The third-rate mind is only happy when it is thinking with the majority.
The space within becomes the reality of the building.
It is with words as with sunbeams. The more they are condensed, the deeper they burn.
Happiness is as a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but which if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.
Don’t walk behind me; I may not lead. Don’t walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend.
No man is good enough to govern another man without that other's consent.
The third-rate mind is only happy when it is thinking with the majority.
The space within becomes the reality of the building.
It is with words as with sunbeams. The more they are condensed, the deeper they burn.
Happiness is as a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but which if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.
Don’t walk behind me; I may not lead. Don’t walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend.