Quotes About Balance

There were worse things than being in love with two women. Better than being in love with none.

I can't put the profession ahead of the people it's supposed to serve," Susan said. "It would be like teachers who care more about education than students.

both practicing restraint.

If you can't be alone," Jesse said, "you can't be with someone.

Where the heart lies, let the brain lie also

When a man's busy, why, leisure Strikes him as wonderful pleasure: 'Faith, and at leisure once is he? Straightway he wants to be busy.

And what proportion love should hold with power In his right constitution: love preceding Power—with much power always much more love;

all's love, yet all's law.

The possibility of sadness is tightly bound to the capacity for joy. A godly sadness is as precious in the eyes of the Lord as the joy that corresponds to it.

There is a time to fish and a time to mend nets.

Once he told me that the greatest weapon that one can have is controlled anger, and the greatest defect that one can have is uncontrolled anger.

Waiters and busboys flowed in and out of the kitchen, and walked on tightropes between the tables.

Men like Neff and Hensman lived between raindrops and worked under eaves.

The zen of housecleaning allows one to reach inner peace.

Suppressing legitimate anger is unhealthy. Continually venting anger is also unhealthy.

Después de todo, no se puede contentar a todo el mundo.

A person cannot run and also learn. He must stay in one place for a while.

The reason why worry kills more people than work is that more people worry than work.

Before I built a wall I'd ask to know what I was walling in or walling out.

The middle of the road is where the white line is—and that's the worst place to drive.

Always fall in with what you're asked to accept. Take what is given, and make it over your way. My aim in life has always been to hold my own with whatever's going. Not against: with.

My goal in life is to unite my avocation with my vocation, As my two eyes make one in sight.

Talking is a hydrant in the yard and writing is a faucet upstairs in the house. Opening the first takes all the pressure off the second.

But yield who will to their separation, My object in living is to unite My avocation and my vocation As my two eyes make one in sight.