In some ways, you kind of take a personality and drop it on the ground, and it breaks into a bunch of little pieces, and you kind of water those pieces, and it grows into characters. So they're all me in a way.
As one grows older one becomes more critical of oneself and less of other people.
Youth is happy because it has the ability to see beauty. Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.
Personal relationships are the fertile soil from which all advancement, all success, all achievement in real life grows.
If the economy grows, housing gets better, quicker.
A static hero is a public liability. Progress grows out of motion.
A miser grows rich by seeming poor; an extravagant man grows poor by seeming rich.
As life grows more terrible, its literature grows more terrible.
Death comes to all, but great achievements build a monument which shall endure until the sun grows cold.
Dare to be true. Nothing can need a lie: a fault which needs it most, grows two thereby.
The older one grows, the more one likes indecency.
The attempt to redefine the family as a purely voluntary arrangement grows out of the modern delusion that people can keep all their options open all the time.
Work grows out of other work, and there are very few eureka moments.
Dedicating some time to meditation is a meaningful expression of caring for yourself that can help you move through the mire of feeling unworthy of recovery. As your mind grows quieter and more spacious, you can begin to see self-defeating thought patterns for what they are, and open up to other, more positive options.
The more that social democracy develops, grows, and becomes stronger, the more the enlightened masses of workers will take their own destinies, the leadership of their movement, and the determination of its direction into their own hands.
The fact is popular art dates. It grows quaint. How many people feel strongly about Gilbert and Sullivan today compared to those who felt strongly in 1890?
Where liberty dies, evil grows.
Emotional life grows out of an area of the brain called the limbic system, specifically the amygdala, whence come delight and disgust and fear and anger.
Our vision is for a country that grows what it eats and produces what it consumes. It is for a country that no longer has to import petroleum products and develop a lucrative petrochemical industry.
Liberty is the condition of duty, the guardian of conscience. It grows as conscience grows. The domains of both grow together. Liberty is safety from all hindrances, even sin. So that Liberty ends by being Free Will.
It's no good trying to keep up old friendships. It's painful for both sides. The fact is, one grows out of people, and the only thing is to face it.
As income inequality increases, the social and political sway of those at the very, very top grows, too. They are nearly all men, and men whose lived experience tells them that women, for whatever reason, just don't have what it takes.
The whole business of marshaling one's energies becomes more and more important as one grows older.
Our economy grows from the middle out, not the top down.
A child in India grows up with the idea that you have to make choices that will create a better future. In fact, your whole life is a continuum of choices, so the more conscious you are, the greater your life will be.
Everything that rises sets, and everything that grows, grows old.
The friendship we share grows amidst the craggy rock pond; reeds of water spray fireflies scented with bonfires.
It is not because other people are dead that our affection for them grows faint, it is because we ourselves are dying.
Social Security is meant to be - to make sure that no one who's worked hard and played by the rules and paid into the system grows old in poverty in America.
A new scientific truth does not triumph by convincing its opponents and making them see the light, but rather because its opponents eventually die, and a new generation grows up that is familiar with it.
Trouble is, kids feel they have to shock their elders and each generation grows up into something harder to shock.
The envious man grows lean at the success of his neighbor.
Poetry had far better imply things than preach them directly... in the open pulpit her voice grows hoarse and fails.
I like quoting 'Lord of the Rings': 'My list of allies grows thin! My list of enemies grows long!'
And then when all around grows dark, when we feel utterly alone, when all men right and left pass us by and know us not, a forgotten feeling rises in the breast.
Time, which wears down and diminishes all things, augments and increases good deeds, because a good turn liberally offered to a reasonable man grows continually through noble thought and memory.
