Fools sit alone and regret their mistakes; the wise go ask for forgiveness.
Wisdom lies in how each of us handle our own foolishness.
The mouth of the wise is a mouth often closed — studying, ruminating, consulting, thinking and rethinking; fools are constanly swallowing insects.
The wise know when less is more and more less.
The vast majority duck as one; the wise stand forward alone to defend the orphan, the slave and the out-of-favor.
Genetic testing has proven that suffering is the biological father of wisdom.
Wisdom chooses between extremes, except when the world needs an extreme.
Wise is sometimes the majority, sometimes the minority and sometimes the solitary person thinking.
Wise is not a formula; its a judgment of the formula.
Fools are ever discontent; the wise not.
Fools huddle with fools to do the bidding of a fool; the wise are bidden from within to do what is right.
The wise look back on life and savor loved ones; fools look back and savor themselves.
It is wisdom to appreciate beauty, without picking and killing it.
It is wise to be eclectic, multi-faceted, open-minded, curious, accepting — in this way one enjoys more things more often.
Wise ones work and play in an alternating rhythm, the foolish mostly play or mostly work.
It is wisdom to be often alone and often in the group.
Simple food, simple truth, simple fun, simple faith, simple love, simple life — complicated is way overrated.
