Jealousy is bred in doubts. When those doubts change into certainties then the passion either ceases or turns absolute madness.

Effort only fully releases its reward after a person refuses to quit.

Instead it appears to be a particular mark of beauty that it is considered with tranquil satisfaction that it pleases if we also do not possess it and we are still far removed from demanding to possess it.

Even in decline a virtuous man increases the beauty of his behavior. A burning stick though turned to the ground has its flame drawn upwards.

Beauty deprived of its proper foils and adjuncts ceases to be enjoyed as beauty just as light deprived of all shadows ceases to be enjoyed as light.

A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases it will never pass into nothingness.

Art is dangerous. It is one of the attractions: when it ceases to be dangerous you don't want it.

It is a mistake for a sculptor or a painter to speak or write very often about his job. It releases tension needed for his work.

The average session takes about one to two hours. It's totally amazing because when a person breathes they go through one stage of relaxation after another and every stage releases tension.

It is the fight alone that pleases us not the victory.

No enterprise can exist for itself alone. It ministers to some great need it performs some great service not for itself but for others or failing therein it ceases to be profitable and ceases to exist.

The struggle alone pleases us not the victory.

There are only two things a child will share willingly communicable diseases and its mother's age.

It's not catastrophes murders deaths diseases that age and kill us it's the way people look and laugh and run up the steps of omnibuses.

Hesitation increases in relation to risk in equal proportion to age.

All diseases run into one old age.