Modern kitchen - where the pot calls the kettle chartreuse.
If Jesus Christ were to come today, people would not even crucify him. They would ask him to dinner, and hear what he had to say, and make fun of him.
Man is flying too fast for a world that is round. Soon he will catch up with himself in a great rear-end collision and Man will never know that what hit him from behind was Man.
Every step of progress the world has made has been from scaffold to scaffold, and from stake to stake.
Today every invention is received with a cry of triumph which soon turns into a cry of fear.
Once a man would spend a week patiently waiting if he missed a stage coach, but now he rages if he misses the first section of a revolving door.
The reasonable man adapts himself to the world; the unreasonable one persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore all progress depends upon the unreasonable man.
There is no royal road to anything. One thing at a time, and all things in succession. That which grows slowly endures.
Growth for the sake of growth is the ideology of the cancer cell.
The world owes all its onward impulses to men ill at ease. The happy man inevitably confines himself within ancient limits.
That which comes into the world to disturb nothing deserves neither respect nor patience.
Occasionally we sigh for an earlier day when we could just look at the stars without worrying whether they were theirs or ours.
Every year it takes less time to fly across the Atlantic, and more time to drive to the office.
What we call progress is the exchange of one Nuisance for another Nuisance.
Every step of progress which the world has made has been from scaffold to scaffold, and from stake to stake.
So long as all the increased wealth which modern progress brings, goes but to build up great fortunes, to increase luxury, and make sharper the contest between the House of Have and the House of Want, progress is not real and cannot be permanent.
Progress - the stride of God!
If you strike a thorn or rose, Keep a-goin! If it hails or if it snows, Keep a-goin! 'Tain't no use to sit and whine 'Cause the fish ain't on your line; Bait your hook an' keep on tryin'. Keep a-goin!
Push your boundaries beyond the ordinary; be that “extra” in “extraordinary.
Reshaping life! People who can say that have never understood a thing about life—they have never felt its breath, its heartbeat—however much they have seen or done. They look on it as a lump of raw material that needs to be processed by them, to be ennobled by their touch. But life is never a material, a substance to be molded. If you want to know, life is the principle of self-renewal, it is constantly renewing and remaking and changing and transfiguring itself, it is infinitely beyond your or my obtuse theories about it.