“Being the richest man in the cemetery doesn’t matter to me. Going to bed at night saying we’ve done something wonderful, that’s what matters to me.”

Life is not fair; get used to it.

The fire that warms us can also consume us; it is not the fault of the fire. The fault lies in us, in our want of control.

Weakness of attitude becomes weakness of character.

Suffering is due to our disconnection with the inner soul.

Democracy is a pathetic belief in the collective wisdom of individual ignorance.

I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back.