Quotes About Balance

It is not work that kills men; it is worry. Worry is rust upon the blade.

It is not work that kills men; it is worry. Work is healthy; you can hardly put more upon a man than he can bear. Worry is the rust upon the blade. It is not the revolution which destroys the machinery but the friction. Fear secretes acids; but love and trust are sweet juices

It is one of the worst effects of prosperity to make a man a vortex instead of a fountain; so that, instead of throwing out, he learns only to draw in.

In things pertaining to enthusiasm, no man is sane who does not know how to be insane on proper occasions.

I think you might dispense with half your doctors if you would only consult Dr. Sun more.

There is a temperate zone in the mind, between luxurious indolence and exacting work; and it is to this region, just between laziness and labor, that summer reading belongs.

The lion and the lamb may, possibly, sumtime lay down in this world together for a fu minnits, but when the lion kums tew git up, the lamb will be missing.

Yung man, don't grind yure scythe all on one side!

Whatv is this life, if, full of care, we have no time to stand and stare?

A man of genius truly matched in the companionship of mated love was the brightest being of creation, his genius was held in balance. Alone, he overworks, his mind runs upon its own circles, its own horrific convolutions

for nightinggales - we know - can't live on fairytales.

When politics and home life have become one and the same thing, [...] then,[...] it is evident that we will be in a state of total liberty or anarchy.

Her maternal instinct told her Natasha had too much of something, and because of this she would not be happy

The aim of civilization is to enable us to get enjoyment out of everything.

You have a consistent character yourself and you wish all the facts of life to be consistent, but they never are. For instance you despise public service because you want work always to correspond to its aims, and that never happens. You also want the activity of each separate man to have an aim, and love and family life always to coincide––and that doesn't happen either. All the variety, charm and beauty of life are made up of light and shade.

Il ne faut jamais rien outrer: One must do nothing in excess

He had learned that, as there is no situation in the world in which a man can be happy and perfectly free, so there is no situation in the world in which he can be perfectly unhappy and unfree

And yet our existence is so organized that every personal enjoyment is purchased at the price of human suffering contrary to human nature.

wisdom needs no violence.

Her motherly instinct told her that there was too much of something in Natasha, and that it would prevent her from being happy.

There never has been and cannot be a good life without self-control. Apart from self-control no good life is imaginable.

There can be no peace for us, only misery, and the greatest happiness

If we're laying out a garden, planning one before the house, you know, and there you've a tree that's stood for centuries in the very spot. . . . Old and gnarled it may be, and yet you don't cut down the old fellow to make room for the flowerbeds, but lay out your beds so as to take advantage of the tree. You won't grow him again in a year . . .

Il ne faut jamais rien outrer: One should never overdo