A person’s words reflect the image of his character and the amount of truth and lies in it is always visible to the human heart than ordinary eyes.

Oh, my friends, that your self be in your deed as the mother is in her child – let that be your word concerning virtue!

The only way to change the world is to quit thinking it’s a job for Superman. Real power lies in your own hands.

When you find a man you wish to marry, Tessa, remember this: You will know what kind of man he is not by the things he says, but by the things he does.

… truth, whose mother is history, who is the rival of time, depository of deeds, witness of the past, example and lesson to the present, and warning to the future.

Initial reports are encouraging. In the end of the day, it’s going to be deeds, not words, that matter.

[T]he concern of man is not his future but his present, not the world but his soul. We must be just, we must strive, we must engage ourselves with the business of the world for our own sake, because through that, and through contemplation in equal measure, our soul is purified and brought closer to...

Action speaks louder than words but not nearly as often.

In the world I lived in, the world of human people, there were ties and debts and consequences and good deeds. That was what bound people to society; maybe that was what constituted society. And I tried to live in my little niche in it the best way I could.

Good deeds must be rewarded by the system and crimes be punished – this is the essence of meritocracy.

Your efforts extend like ripples on the ocean, much further than you know.

A man of words and not of deeds, Is like a garden full of weeds.

Your achievements die with you.Your deeds live on as your legacy!

To reprove a harm-doer, put him to shame by doing a good deed in return.

Hopefully, when your actions and deeds – and therefore other people – boast for you, you’re made tired of hearing it, too, from your own mouth because if not, all could lose sight of those actions and deeds behind the gong of your boasting.

Today and tomorrow is an illusion, days are all joined together, and if you are waiting for your time, you are wasting your time.

Despite our human intelligence, we are very much like our friends in the wild; the world we live in is a survival of the fittest. But to this I say, let the fittest survive! Survival is overrated. We’re alive; we die. How long we survive for is of little significance. Our true significance lies not...

I carry my adornments on my soul.I do not dress up like a popinjay;But inwardly, I keep my daintiness.I do not bear with me, by any chance,An insult not yet washed away- a conscienceYellow with unpurged bile- an honor frayedTo rags, a set of scruples badly worn.I go caparisoned in gems unseen,Trailing white plumes of...

Trust in the silent doers. It is far more difficult to put your dreams into action than into flowery words.

Truth leads to good deeds, and good deeds lead to Paradise. Falsehood leads to evil deeds, and evil deeds lead to the Fire.

it’s much better to do good in a way that no one knows anything about it.

A mistake isn’t a mistake unless it can’t be put right.

Even enemies are not indifferent to honorable deeds.

To pretend, I actually do the thing: I have therefore only pretended to pretend.

Confession is not all about telling your bad deeds to the public, but being proud of the bad things you have done so far.

ANYTHING being discussed in a group is particularly good only if that very thing is not particularly supporting ANYONE.

What you do is what matters, not what you think or say or plan.

Hide your good actions as you would your bad.

As for those who disbelieve, their deeds are like a mirage in a desert. The thirsty one thinks it to be water, until he comes up to it, he finds it to be nothing, but he finds Allah with him, Who will pay him his due (Hell). And Allah is Swift in taking account.

Fanfare for the MakersA cloud of witnesses. To whom? To what?To the small fire that never leaves the sky.To the great fire that boils the daily pot.To all the things we are not remembered by,Which we remember and bless. To all the thingsThat will not notice when we die,Yet lend the passing moment words and...

The things we do outlast our mortality. The things we do are like monuments that people build to honor heroes after they’ve died. They’re like the pyramids that the Egyptians built to honor the pharaohs. Only instead of being made of stone, they’re made out of the memories people have of you.

If you could hear the angels pen your deeds… what would you be doing with your life?

I am a poet in deeds–not often in words.

This isn’t the work of our people, Delilah. It’s a corruption of power. The gods are neutral, good and evil manifests in the deeds of mortals.”Or, just maybe– The power is our own and the credit horribly misplaced.

It is often too easy to explain a novel idea to a few enlightened persons with a few words. But to enlighten about the same to many people, too many words are often required

One can be the master of what one does, but never of what one feels.

The deeds of our hands is directly proportional to the thoughts of our hearts.

Thoughts guide you everyday. They become your choices. If you’re not happy with your life, change your thoughts. Think more positive.

The road to happiness is paved with good deeds for others.

My relationship stays strong because I serenade her with my actions and I write poetry in her heart with my deeds. My endless love is expressed with more than just my words; my love is lived as a verb.

The more often he feels without acting, the less he will be able ever to act, and, in the long run, the less he will be able to feel.

Noble deeds and hot baths are the best cures for depression.

Count the deed, not the thought.

A person’s open mind is distinctly defined by his caring soul that can readily find the real image of the people’s character and its true kind through their words reflecting and echoing the voice of their heart.

speak less about what you have done. think more about what you can do

All I ever seek from good deeds is a measure of respect.

The Wrong we have Done, Thought, or Intended Will wreak its Vengeance onOur SOULS.

The smallest act of kindness is worth more than the greatest intention.

The evil that men do lives after them;The good is oft interred with their bones.

If you can’t please yourself some of the time, how do you expect to please people all the time? Not everyone is going to appreciate you for your efforts and deeds.