George Bernard Shaw

It is the mark of a truly intelligent person to be moved by statistics.

I feel nothing but the accursed happiness I have dreaded all my life long: the happiness that comes as life goes, the happiness of yielding and dreaming instead of resisting and doing, the sweetness of the fruit that is going rotten.

What is virtue but the Trade Unionism of the married?

The philosopher is Nature’s pilot. And there you have our difference: to be n hell is to drift: to be in heaven is to steer.

I have to live for others and not for myself: that’s middle-class morality.

You cannot be a hero without being a coward.

The menu is not the meal.

People are used to being coddled.

There is always, always, always something to be thankful for.

An idealist is a person who helps other people to be prosperous.

No matter how flat you make a pancake, it’s still got two sides.

When you sit with a nice girl for two hours, you think it’s only a minute. But when you sit on a hot stove for a minute, you think it’s two hours. That’s relativity.

When I am old, weather-worn, and grey, I want to fill my lungs with your perfume and hear your laughter echo through our home as we dance alone in our living room, drunk off wine, still madly in love.

It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it.

When people treat you mean, you dislike them for that, but not because of their person, who they are. I was born and raised in a segregated society, but when I left there, I had nobody I disliked other than the people that’d mistreated me, and that only lasted for as long as they were mistreating me.

It isn’t true that you live only once. You only die once. You live lots of times if you know how.

You can’t build a reputation on what you are going to do.

What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.

One of the things I realized is that if you do not take control over your time and your life, other people will gobble it up. If you don’t prioritize yourself, you constantly start falling lower and lower on your list, your kids fall lower and lower on your list.

The Smiths dream into my ear on this lost and lonely morning. I sing along like it is the only prayer I know (forgive me, Mother Mary).

I’m constantly reemerging in my life.