What an odd, ruminating, noisy, self-interrupting conversation we conduct with ourselves from birth to death. – Diane Ackerman, An Alchemy of Mind: The Marvel and Mystery of the Brain
There is a sort of man who pays no attention to his good actions, but is tormented by his bad ones. This is the type that most often writes about himself. – W. Somerset Maugham, The Summing Up, 1938
Its tough trying to keep your feet on the ground, your head above the clouds, your nose to the grindstone, your shoulder to the wheel, your finger on the pulse, your eye on the ball and your ear to the ground. – Proverb
