Do not expect too much of the end of the world. —Stanisław J. Lec, Aforyzmy. Fraszki, Kraków, Wydawnictwo Literackie, 1977, Myśli nieuczesane
Tomorrow, smile at a perfect stranger and mean it.
People and institutions that refuse to admit error eventually discredit themselves.
How simple a thing it seems to me that to know ourselves as we are, we must know our mothers names.
For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others for beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness and for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone.
The single greatest cause of happiness is gratitude.
Let's go invent tomorrow instead of worrying about what happened yesterday.
The problem with a philosophy or a belief is that you soon start changing the facts to fit it.
How is it possible that suffering that is neither my own nor of my concern should immediately affect me as though it were my own, and with such force that is moves me to action?
There is no absurdity so palpable but that it may be firmly planted in the human head if you only begin to inculcate it before the age of five, by constantly repeating it with an air of great solemnit...
Now, 75 years [after ], in an abundant society where people have laptops, cell phones, iPods, and minds like empty rooms, I still plod along with books.