In other men we faults may spy,
And blame the mote that dims their eye;
Each little read more

In other men we faults may spy,
And blame the mote that dims their eye;
Each little speck and blemish find,
To our own stronger errors blind.

Some people are like Slinkies - not really good for anything, but you still can't help but smile when you read more

Some people are like Slinkies - not really good for anything, but you still can't help but smile when you see one tumble down the stairs.

Now he has departed from this strange world a little ahead of me. That means nothing. People like us, who read more

Now he has departed from this strange world a little ahead of me. That means nothing. People like us, who believe in physics, know that the distinction between past, present, and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion.

I have no right, by anything I do or say, to demean a human being in his own eyes. What read more

I have no right, by anything I do or say, to demean a human being in his own eyes. What matters is not what I think of him; it is what he thinks of himself. To undermine a man's self-respect is a sin.

Give your decisions, never your reasons; your decisions may be
right, your reasons are sure to be wrong.

Give your decisions, never your reasons; your decisions may be
right, your reasons are sure to be wrong.

Commonly we say a Judgment falls upon a
Man for something in him we cannot abide.

Commonly we say a Judgment falls upon a
Man for something in him we cannot abide.

We sometimes encounter people, even perfect strangers, who begin to interest us at first sight, somehow suddenly, all at once, read more

We sometimes encounter people, even perfect strangers, who begin to interest us at first sight, somehow suddenly, all at once, before a word has been spoken.

People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love read more

People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that's bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they're afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they're wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It's all in how you carry it. That's what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you're letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.

People who think they know everything are a great annoyance to those of us who do.

People who think they know everything are a great annoyance to those of us who do.