Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars, and see yourself running with them.

When you arise in the morning think of what a privilege it is to be alive, to think, to enjoy, to love ...

Our life is what our thoughts make it.

The object of life is not to be on the side of the majority, but to escape finding oneself in the ranks of the insane.

Do every act of your life as though it were the very last act of your life.

Perfection of character is this: to live each day as if it were your last, without frenzy, without apathy, without pretence.

Your days are numbered. Use them to throw open the windows of your soul to the sun. If you do not, the sun will soon set, and you with it.

How ridiculous and how strange to be surprised at anything which happens in life

In the morning when thou risest unwillingly, let this thought be present - I am rising to the work of a human being. Why then am I dissatisfied if I am going to do the things for which I exist and for which I was brought into the world?