Quotes About Balance

A parent who has never apologized to his children is a monster. If he's always apologizing, his children are monsters.

A perfect marriage is one in which "I'm sorry" is said just often enough.

The head never rules the heart, but just becomes its partner in crime.

The ideal home: big enough for you to hear the children, but not very well.

It's impossible to be loyal to your family, your friends, your country, and your principles, all at the same time.

Finally, from so little sleeping and so much reading, his brain dried up and he went completely out of his mind.

It is the part of a wise man to keep himself to-day for to-morrow, and not to venture all his eggs in one basket.

The bow cannot always stand bent, nor can human frailty subsist without some lawful recreation.

Can we ever have too much of a good thing?

Between jest and earnest.

Paid him in his own coin.

Alas! all music jars when the soul's out of tune.

Spare your breath to cool your porridge.

The ass will carry his load, but not a double load ride not a free horse to death.

There is a time for some things, and a time for all things a time for great things, and a time for small things.

You cannot eat your cake and have your cake.

No metáis en la cabeza lo que os quepa en el bolsillo! ¡No metáis en el bolsillo lo que os quepa en la cabeza!" "No ye may thrust your head in what I fit in your pocket! No ye may thrust in his pocket that you fit on the head!" "Cebinize s??an? kafan?za sokmay?n! Kafan?za s??an? cebinize t?kmay?n!

Toda ley es una ley de ritmo, y el ritmo es el amor.

Devórate! El que devora goza, pero no se harta de recordar el acabamiento de sus goces y se hace pesimista; el que es devorado sufre, y no se harta de esperar la liberación de sus penas y se hace optimista. Devórate a ti mismo, y como el placer de devorarte se confundirá y neutralizará con el dolor de ser devorado, llegarás a la perfecta ecuanimidad de espíritu, a la ataraxia; no serás sino un mero espectáculo para ti mismo.

el amor es el ritmo. La ciencia del ritmo son las matemáticas; la expresión sensible del amor es la música.

The truth is that reason is the enemy of life.

My strength was that I am more balanced and calmer than most other riders.

Escrever é usar as palavras que se guardaram: se tu falares demais, já não escreves, porque não te resta nada para dizer.

Não conseguiu impedir-se de pensar se alguma vez, entre uma caçada e um concerto, D. Carlos se teria lembrado da missão que lhe confiara e do que ela poderia significar nas relações com Inglaterra.