The struggle of man against power is the struggle of memory against forgetting.

Ambition is a poor excuse for not having sense enough to be lazy.

No act is of itself either good or bad. Only its place in the order of things makes it good or bad.

Let us consider the critic, therefore, as a discoverer of discoveries.

As a species, we are most animated when our days and nights on Earth are touched by the natural world. We can find immeasurable joy in the birth of a child, a great work of art, or falling in love.

No matter how busy I get or how much pressure is on my shoulders, a good workout makes me feel at ease. I come off the treadmill feeling relaxed, full of joy and with a sense of perspective over the issues on my plate.

What I learned from my kids is that the greatest joy in life is not from material trappings, power, or visibility. The greatest joy comes from your kids. Nothing is even close to my kids in terms of bringing me joy.

The action is best that secures the greatest happiness for the greatest number.