Politeness and courtesy are a small price to pay for the goodwill of others.

That's the price we have to pay for stability. You've got to choose between happiness and what people used to call high art. We've sacrificed high art. We have the feelies and the scent organ instead.

In a group when the conversation takes a trend that is upsetting, try injecting peaceful ideas into the talk.

Little things comfort us because little things distress us.

It is a great difficulty and great necessity to have to start with the smallest. I want to be as though new-born, knowing nothing, absolutely nothing, about Europe; ignoring poets and fashions, to be almost primitive. Then I want to do something very modest; to work out by myself a tiny, formal motive, one that my pencil; will be able to hold without any technique. One favorable moment is enough. The little thing is easily and concisely set down. It's already done! It was a tiny but real affair, and someday, through the repetition of such small but original deeds, there will come one work upon which I can really build.

A little bit is not that much to ask to ay things right.

I'll start with the small things

The key is to start small, encourage progress, and celebrate small wins.

فلتبدأ من أصغر الأشياء: انسكَبَ شيءٌ من الزيت؟ سُرِق النبيذ؟ قل: «هذا ثمنُ خُلوِّ البال وصفاء النفس، ولكلِّ شيء ثمن.» إذا ناديتَ خادمك، فاذكر أنَّه قد لا يُجيبك. وإذا أجابك فقد لا يُنفِّذ ما تريده. غير أنه ليس من السطوة بحيث يكون بمقدور مثله أن يعكِّر صفوك.

Do not be agitated by little things. Be cheerful. Smile. Walk boldly. Think and feel that nothing has happened. Don’t worry about little things. (You Cannot Get Away From Evil)

Sir, there is nothing too little for so little creature as man. It is by studying little things that we attain the great knowledge of having as little misery and as much happiness as possible.

"‎"But that's the price we have to pay for stability. You've got to choose between happiness and what people used to call high art. We've sacrificed the high art.

But that's the price we have to pay for stability. You've got to choose between happiness and what people used to call high art. We've sacrificed the high art.

Confusion is the price of clarity.
Failure is the price of competence.
Confrontation is the price of honesty.
Anxiety is the price of ambition.
Criticism is the price of authenticity.

You're not on the wrong path, you're just not there yet.