Be a Person. Not a Resumé.
In today’s ambiguous world, character means despotism, tyranny, absolute intolerance. At last it is time to admire a lack of character, inner weakness. Our epoch is that of noble doubts, blessed uncertainty, sacred hypersensitivity, divine wishy-washiness.
What I say is that, if a man really likes potatoes, he must be a pretty decent sort of fellow.
It’s not so much what we do that matters, but what kind of person we choose to be.
Character is a question of time. It lasts for a certain length of time, just like a glove. There are good ones that last a long time. But they don’t last forever.
Personal conviction held always in life that it is better to spend a few minutes in Bathroom or Lavatory than many hours in a Laboratory or Library for the novelty in idea generation and incubation.
Achievements take leaders’ name everywhere. Character keeps those names wherever they reach. A leader with no trust soon fades no matter how far he goes.
A homely face does not guarantee a homely character. Appearance is the body, character is the spirit, and the soul bears the most vital qualities.
My kinfolks thought more about character than about culture. They said culture could be acquired but character had to be formed. Character had to be hammered into shape like hot iron on an anvil. It had to be molded in the most exact and unrelenting form.