To feel much for others and little for ourselves to restrain our selfishness and exercise our benevolent affections constitute the perfection of human nature.

We talk of our mastery of nature which sounds very grand but the fact is we respectfully adapt ourselves first to her ways.

For whatever reason not all people are born with the particular gift of being able to express ourselves through music. And believe me it is a gift.

Music is the effort we make to explain to ourselves how our brains work. We listen to Bach transfixed because this is listening to a human mind.

Music is a lady that I still love because she gives me the air that I breathe. We need all sorts of nourishment. And music satisfies and nourishes the hunger within ourselves for connection and harmony.

There is nothing deep down inside us except what we have put there ourselves.

Always continue the climb. It is possible for you to do whatever you choose if you first get to know who you are and are willing to work with a power that is greater than ourselves to do it.

Burning desire to be or do something gives us staying power - a reason to get up every morning or to pick ourselves up and start in again after a disappointment.

And we've got to ask ourselves some very serious questions as to whether or not certain religious leaders in terms of raising money - I hate to bring this up - are pushing hot buttons.

Just put down 9/11... I think on most things I'm liberal except on defending ourselves and keeping half the money. Those things I'm kind of conservative on.

There are a handful of people whom money won't spoil and we all count ourselves among them.

We all seek approval and our mother's seal is usually the most important. The nitty gritty is that we have to accept ourselves even if it is just to be ready for the next cut-down. Mom's blessing or not.

How simple a thing it seems to me that to know ourselves as we are we must know our mothers names.

When we are really honest with ourselves we must admit our lives are all that really belong to us. So it is how we use our lives that determines the kind of men we are.

We cannot live only for ourselves. A thousand fibers connect us with our fellow men.

Marriage hasn't been my thing. But gay people knock yourselves out!

In marriage there are no manners to keep up and beneath the wildest accusations no real criticism. Each is familiar with that ancient child in the other who may erupt again. We are not ridiculous to ourselves. We are ageless. That is the luxury of the wedding ring.

The body is a house of many windows: there we all sit showing ourselves and crying on the passers-by to come and love us.

We always deceive ourselves twice about the people we love - first to their advantage then to their disadvantage.

We never know the love of a parent till we become parents ourselves.

The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves and not to twist them to fit our own image. Otherwise we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them.

Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others and the delight in the recognition.

When we are in love we seem to ourselves quite different from what we were before.

We must declare ourselves become known allow the world to discover this subterranean life of ours which connects kings and farm boys artists and clerks. Let them see that the important thing is not the object of love but the emotion itself.