Where the most beautiful wild flowers grow, there mans spirit is fed and poets grow.
I live my life parallel with my work, and they are both equally important. I'm always amazed how much people talk about celebrity and fame. I don't understand the attraction.
What Sam Walton did was to go into one of the most mature industries of all and find a way to make it grow, grow, grow, double-digit, month after month, year after year. He did it by innovation, customer focus, and above all, speed.
If fame is to come only after death, I am in no hurry for it.
For children preserve the fame of a man after his death.
A man ought never to trust another mans evaluation of a third mans disposition.
A poore mans Cow dies a rich mans child.
Temporal punishments are suffered by some in this life only, by some after death, by some both here and hereafter, but all of them before that last and strictest judgment. But not all who suffer temporal punishments after death will come to eternal punishments, which are to follow after that judgment.
If fame comes after death, I'm in no hurry for it.
[Lat., Si post fata venit gloria non propero.]
One mans cult is another mans religion.
For watching death, and above all, after death; not death in battle, but death after battle, brings one to certain indifferences that are also a form of death.
I don't think I have even achieved fame. Of course, Hemingway says that fame is death's little sister.
Now he discovered that secret from which one never quite recovers, that even in the most perfect love one person loves less profoundly than the other. There may be two equally good, equally gifted, equally beautiful, but theremay never be two that love one another equally well.
An old mans memories, like his bones, grow sharp with age and show their true shapes.
True, man cannot escape death. But for the present he is alive; and life, not death, takes hold of him... It is mans innate nature that he seeks to preserve and to strengthen his life, that he is discontented and aims at removing uneasiness, that he is in search of what may be called happiness.
The three most important events of human life are equally devoid of reason: birth, marriage and death.