Men are seldom more commonplace than on supreme occasions.
We are built for the valley, for the ordinary stuff we are in, and that is where we have to prove our mettle.
All men are ordinary men. The extraordinary men are those who know it.
And God, who studies each separate soul, out of commonplace lives makes his beautiful whole.
Learn to make glorious the ordinary of the day’s work. Artists paint sunlight with emetics, the juice of fruit pests, and camel’s dung.
A man can stand anything except a succession of ordinary days.
Whatever you may be sure of, be sure of this: that you are dreadfully like other people.
Never get so fascinated by the extraordinary that you forget the ordinary.
Should the company be chiefly formed of the illiterate and the immature of both sexes, stories depicting the embarassment of unnaturally round-bodied mandarins, the unpremeditated flight of eccentrically-garbed passers-by into vats of powdered rice, the despair of guardians of the streets when assailed by showers of eggs and overripe lo-quats, or any other variety of […]