It is an irony of fate that I myself have been the recipient of excessive admiration and reverence from my fellow-beings, through no fault or merit of my own.

A perfection of means, and confusion of aims, seems to be our main problem.

Where there’s a will there’s a way.

No problem can be solved from the same level of consciousness that created it.

I don’t believe in failure. It is not failure if you enjoyed the process.

Things are beautiful if you love them.

There is nothing more beautiful than seeing a person being themselves. Imagine going through your day being unapologetically you.

You were given life; it is your duty (and also your entitlement as a human being) to find something beautiful within life, no matter how slight.

Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.

Our death is not an end if we have lived on in our children and the younger generations. For they are us; our bodies are only wilted leaves on the tree of life.

There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.

The longer I live, the more beautiful life becomes.

When you trip over love, it is easy to get up. But when you fall in love, it is impossible to stand again.

You can’t blame gravity for falling in love.

Beauty is no quality in things themselves: It exists merely in the mind which contemplates them; and each mind perceives a different beauty.

The criterion of true beauty is that it increases on examination; of false, that it lessens.

All the diversity, all the charm, and all the beauty of life are made up of light and shade.

Plainness has its peculiar temptations quite as much as beauty.