Only a life lived for others is the life worth while.

It is well to remember that the entire universe, with one trifling exception, is composed of others.

You probably wouldn't worry about what people think of you if you could know how seldom they do.

The best way to cheer yourself is to try to cheer somebody else up.

We are on earth to do good to others. What the others are here for, I don't know.

None knows the weight of another's burden.

Most often it happens that one attributes to others only the feelings of which one is capable oneself.

We are better able to study our neighbors than ourselves, and their actions than our own.

I often marvel how it is that though each man loves himself beyond all else, he should yet value his own opinion of himself less than that of others.

It is when we try to grapple with another man's intimate need that we perceive how incomprehensible, wavering, and misty are the beings that share with us the sight of the stars and the warmth of the sun.