The real quality of our life is not determined by what we have won from it, but by what we have discovered within it.
Real freedom isn’t subject to how others estimate our value; it is in realizing that none are free who find their sense of worth wondering how others measure their lives.
Weak thoughts and feelings often feel strong but remember, real strength is never anxious, cruel, or punishing.
No one rises above who he or she has been without first having fallen down. The best time – in fact, the only time – to make a real change in your life is in the moment of seeing the need for it. He who hesitates always gets lost in the hundred reasons why tomorrow is a better day to get started.
Real achievement – the true measure of how far we have advanced in life – is not determined by what we have acquired, but rather by the degree to which we have put our fears behind us.
False life is exhausting; Real Life is inexhaustible.
Those who dare to try what others only dream of – never fail to discover that real effort is always rewarded.
Real love cannot be deceived because it wants nothing outside of itself.
Real prayer, the soul-transformi ng kind, is self-discontinu ity. It is a conscious act of self-suspension arising from the wish for something new to occur...
Real change isn’t found in some new way to think about yourself, but in freedom from the need to think about yourself at all.
The teacher, whether mother, priest, or schoolmaster, is the real maker of history.
We can’t have any weak or silly. Life is real again, and the useless and cumbersome and mischievous have to die. They ought to die. They ought to be willing to die. It’s a sort of disloyalty, after all, to live and taint the race.
An animal may be ferocious and cunning enough, but it takes a real man to tell a lie.
Life is slippery. Here, take my hand.
The real man lies in the depths of subconscious.
In every woman’s life there is one real and consuming love. But very few women guess which one it is.
Bridges would not be safer if only people who knew the proper definition of a real number were allowed to design them.
It is, indeed, one of the capital tragedies of youth-and youth is the time of real tragedy-that the young are thrown mainly with adults they do not quite respect.
The real charm of the United States is that it is the only comic country ever heard of.
I probably still haven’t completely adapted to the world. I don’t know, I feel like this isn’t the real world. The people, the scene: they just don’t seem real to me.