You give but little when you give of your possessions. It is when you give of yourself that you truly read more

You give but little when you give of your possessions. It is when you give of yourself that you truly give.
- Kahlil Gibran.

I hear and I forget. I see and I remember. I do and I understand.

I hear and I forget. I see and I remember. I do and I understand.

Man, if you gotta ask you'll never know.

Man, if you gotta ask you'll never know.

The common people of America display a quality of good common sense which is heartening to anyone who believes in read more

The common people of America display a quality of good common sense which is heartening to anyone who believes in the democratic process.

A child's hand in yours - what tenderness it arouses, what power it conjures. You are instantly the very touchstone read more

A child's hand in yours - what tenderness it arouses, what power it conjures. You are instantly the very touchstone of power and wisdom. Merry Browne -Marjorie Holmes.

Something that has always puzzled me all my life is why, when I am in special need of help, the read more

Something that has always puzzled me all my life is why, when I am in special need of help, the good deed is usually done by somebody on whom I have no claim. - The Business of Life.

It has to be displayed, this face, on a more or less horizontal plane. Imagine a man wearing a mask, read more

It has to be displayed, this face, on a more or less horizontal plane. Imagine a man wearing a mask, and imagine that the elastic which holds the mask on has just broken, so that the man (rather than let the mask slip off) has to tilt his head back and balance the mask on his real face. This is the kind of tyranny which Lawson's face exerts over the rest of his body as he cruises along the corridors. He doesn't look down his nose at you, he looks along his nose.

If you saw Atlas, the giant who holds the world on his shoulders, if you saw that he stood, blood read more

If you saw Atlas, the giant who holds the world on his shoulders, if you saw that he stood, blood running down his chest, his knees buckling, his arms trembling but still trying to hold the world aloft with the last of his strength, and the greater the effort the heavier the world bore down upon his shoulders -- what would you tell him to do? I don't know. What could he do? What would you tell him? To shrug.

When prosperity comes, do not use all of it.

When prosperity comes, do not use all of it.