The harder I work, the luckier I get.
In our time, political speech and writing are largely the defense of the indefensible.
The person born with a talent they are meant to use will find their greatest happiness in using it.
Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself.
All the powers in the universe are already ours. It is we who have put our hands before our eyes and cry that it is dark.
No one can be happy in eternal solitude.
The harder I work, the luckier I get.
In our time, political speech and writing are largely the defense of the indefensible.
The person born with a talent they are meant to use will find their greatest happiness in using it.
Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself.
All the powers in the universe are already ours. It is we who have put our hands before our eyes and cry that it is dark.
No one can be happy in eternal solitude.