Wanderers eastward, wanderers west, Know you why you cannot rest? ‘Tis that every mother’s son Travails with a skeleton. Lie down in the bed of dust; Bear the fruit that bear you must; Bring the eternal seed to light, And morn is all the same as night.

I always knew I was a star, and now the rest of the world seems to agree with me.

The more we try to rest ourselves from our Egos, the deeper we sink into it.

Be pleasant until ten o’clock in the morning and the rest of the day will take care of itself

If you learn to run your own business, you’ll never have to worry about having a job or pleasing a boss for the rest of your life.