Even to a wicked man a divinity gives wealth, Cyrnus, but to few men comes the gift of excellence.
Excellence and size are fundamentally incompatible.
Nothing average ever stood as a monument to progress. When progress is looking for a partner it doesn't turn to those who believe they are only average. It turns instead to those who are forever searching and striving to become the best they possibly can. If we seek the average level we cannot hope to achieve a high level of success. Our only hope is to avoid being a failure.
In this country [England] it is good to kill an admiral from time to time, to encourage the others. The reference is to Admiral John Byng, who was executed in 1757 for failing to prevent the French from taking Minorca.
Encouragement isa a necessary part of supervision.
Some days I don’t seem to have much energy. Perhaps worse yet, I don’t particularly want much energy.
The rung of a ladder was never meant to rest upon, but only to hold a man’s foot long enough to enable him to put the other somewhat higher.
Vows about doing something are impediments to perfection.
Progress isn’t made by early risers. It’s made by lazy men trying to find easier ways to do something.
Plenty of people believe in energy conservation - mainly their own.
How is it that people looking for a helping hand tend to overlook the one at the end of their own arm?
Stability is not achieved by immobility: try to sit on an immobile bicycle!
Persistent people begin their success where others end in failures.
Your own resolution to success is more important than any other one thing.
Laziness is no more than the habit of resting before you get tired.
There is a close correlation between getting up in the morning and getting up in the world.
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