George Bernard Shaw

The only service a friend can really render is to keep up your courage by holding up to you a mirror in which you can see a noble image of yourself.

There is no sincerer love than the love of food.

Here there is no hope, and consequently no duty, no work, nothing to be gained by praying, nothing to be lost by doing what you like. Hell, in short, is a place where you have nothing to do but amuse yourself.

Man gives every reason for his conduct save one, every excuse for his crimes save one, every plea for his safety save one; and that one is his cowardice.

What we call education and culture is for the most part nothing but the substitution of reading for experience, of literature for life, of the obsolete fictitious for the contemporary real.

A government that robs Peter to pay Paul can always depend on the support of Paul.

Certainly the best works, and of greatest merit for the public, have proceeded from the unmarried, or childless men.

I’ve also learned that a real mouth-smile always has an eye-smile to go with it. So watch out, I say, when someone smiles at you but his eyes stay the same. It’s sure to be a phony.

Eat therefore to live, and do not live to eat.

Rebellions of the belly are the worst.

Only the traveling is good which reveals to me the value of home and enables me to enjoy it better.

Every other enjoyment malice may destroy; every other panegyric envy may withhold; but no human power can deprive the boaster of his own encomiums.

Men talk as if victory were something fortunate. Work is victory.

It is not best that we should all think alike; it is a difference of opinion that makes horse races.

Nature is full of freaks, and now puts an old head on young shoulders, and then takes a young heart heating under fourscore winters.

There is no God, no universe, no human race, no earthly life, no heaven, no hell. It is all a dream, a grotesque and foolish dream. Nothing exists but you. And you are but a thought -a vagrant thought, a useless thought, a homeless thought, wandering forlorn among the empty eternities!

I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.

Be careful the friends you choose for you will become like them.

We have to learn to be our own best friends because we fall too easily into the trap of being our own worst enemies.

Suspicions that the mind, of itself, gathers, are but buzzes; but suspicions that are artificially nourished and put into men’s heads by the tales and whisperings of others, have stings.

Pain is less subject than pleasure to careless expression.