Think nothing done while aught remains to do.
When I founded the party in 1966, I had just turned 24.And each year, no, not each year, each day I live I've gained new experiences. Now the criticism is not to say the party did not play a positive part in those times, but, in order to be objective, we did not accomplish the things we set out to accomplish.
I feel ashamed if my hands are too clean and untouched. It's a measure of how much time I've spent travelling and poncing around.
At 30 I thought my life was over. I thought I'd have made something of myself by then, that life would somehow have made the necessary arrangements - but actually I had nothing.
And I knew then, as I know now, that I still have so much to do.
My 20s were a lost decade. I didn't do much of anything.
Wee leave more to do when wee dye, then wee have done.
I never see what has been done; I only see what remains to be done.
Nothing is done. Everything in the world remains to be done or done over. The greatest picture is not yet painted, the greatest play isn't written, the greatest poem is unsung. There isn't in all the world a perfect railroad, nor a good government, nor a sound law. Physics, mathematics, and especially the most advanced and exact of the sciences are being fundamentally revised. . . Psychology, economics, and sociology are awaiting a Darwin, whose work in turn is awaiting an Einstein.
Sweeter than any sungMy songs that found no tongue;Nobler than any factMy wish that failed of act.Others shall sing the song,Others shall right the wrong,-Finish what I begin,And all I fail of win.
I wasted a lot of years working on my writing and very grandly saying, 'And now... My Novel!,' which would soon be reduced to a short story, then to a paragraph.
On my tombstone just write, 'The sorest loser that ever lived.'
I have an enormous sense of having failed in life.
Don't go to the grave with life unused.
I feel there's everything to do yet.
Time drinketh up the essence of every great and noble action which ought to be performed, and which is delayed in the execution.
Appears in early Hindu religious literature.
Nothing is done. Everything in the world remains to be done or done over.
Between 1972 and 1976, I really didn't do much.