O sleepers! what a thing is slumber! Sleep resembles death. Ah, why then dost thou not work in such wise as that after death thou mayst retain a resemblance to perfect life, when, during life, thou art in sleep so like to the hapless dead?

My fans are who I am. You give meaning to my life. You will never know the connection I feel to you.

To forget one's purpose is the commonest form of stupidity.

For what purpose humanity is there should not even concern us: why you are here, that you should ask yourself: and if you have no ready answer, then set for yourself goals, high and noble goals, and perish in pursuit of them!

Hope, in its stronger forms, is a great deal more powerful stimulans to life than any sort of realized joy can ever be.

Some people say great God come from the sky take away everything and make everybody feel high, but if you know what life is worth, you will look for yours on earth.