My day shall be filled to overflowing, yet shall I not haste the day; nor shall I waste the day.

The taint of arrogance will I not know...

How can one call that a defeat? There is no such thing.

I learned to cross the threshold of my studio with reverence, as though I were entering a shrine set apart for me to become co-creator with the Universal Thinker of all things.

You may command nature to the extent only in which you are willing to obey her.

I will do today that which is of today and pay no heed to the tomorrow; nor waste regrets on that which was yesterday.

You must love anything you must do. Do it not only cheerfully, but also lovingly and the very best way you know how. That love of the work which you must do anyhow will vitalize your body and keep you from fatigue.

A menial task which must be mine, that shall I glorify and make an art of it.

He who cultivates that quiet, unobtrusive ecstasy of inner joyousness can scale any heights and be a leader in his field, no matter what that field is.