“A person of little knowledge Grows old as a plough-ox grows old.His fleshes increases; His wisdom does not increase.”

“No one is defined by a single act,” Frederic said. “Whether it was years ago or weeks ago. We’re all given chances to change, to make up for things we’ve done wrong. It’s how we handle those opportunities that really matters.”

“…some nights I’d sneak out and listen to the radio in my Dad’s old Chevy – children need solitude – they don’t teach that in school…”

“Leave no stone unturned.”

“Knowledge without application is simply knowledge. Applying the knowledge to one’s life is wisdom — and that is the ultimate virtue”

“Time is the wisest of all things that are; for it brings everything to light.”

“Don’t be cool. Like everything.”

“I tended to hate people that hit me in the head without warning.”

“Some people today are wandering generalities instead of meaningful specifics because they have failed to discover and mine the wealth of potentials in them.”

“We don’t know anything about silent sages, buried knowledge, the eye of the mute poet, serene seers, yet how many talkative destroyers, prophets and ideologues, teachers and beautifiers there are on the other side.”

“Wise men speak only of what they know”

“in times like the present, men should utter nothing for which they would not willingly be responsible through time and eternity.”

“Never forget that you are not in the world; the world is in you. When anything happens to you, take the experience inward. Creation is set up to bring you constant hints and clues about your role as co-creator. Your soul is metabolizing experience as surely as your body is metabolizing food”

“To turn your dreams into reality, all your resources, efforts and concentration should be aligned in the same direction.”

“When I Was One-And-TwentyWhen I was one-and-twenty I heard a wise man say,`Give crowns and pounds and guineas But not your heart away;Give pearls away and rubies But keep your fancy free.’But I was one-and-twenty No use to talk to me.When I was one-and-twenty I heard him say again,`The heart out of the bosom Was never given in vain;’Tis paid with sighs a plenty And sold for endless rue.’And I am two-and-twenty And oh, ’tis true, ’tis true.”