A good man lives for the joy in life and the happiness of being alive, not shackled to the wants of the future or the regrets of the past.

Just because you're breathing, doesn't mean you're alive.

Becoming a man means doing the right thing even though it may be hard or difficult. Boys do what is easiest. A man does what is right, whether easy or not.

Only you can know the difference between your wants and your needs, and your sacrifice of your life's time to both.

Reading teaches us the nuances of humanity. To find the beauty of what is moral and ethical in your own actions and discover the strange subtlety of what it is to question why you should exist.

You know there's got to be a better way of life - somewhere, sometime, somehow - but you're not exactly sure what better is.

Sometimes we make being happy so difficult. And being thankful such a chore.

Time. Either you are for it or against it. So be here now. Not later.

Sometimes I feel as if I'm only a doorman awaiting the arrival of her royal majesty.

I gather the last remnants of the evening’s breeze, so cool and lazy within my arms, feeling it curl up like a small and innocent kitten.

Spring is a time to make up a big bouquet of flowers for someone you love, or are trying to love, or are in love with.

Sometimes lost treasures can be reclaimed.

There’s a difference between a miracle, and something impossible. A miracle is not impossible—just merely unlikely.

Growth and change were viewed as reactions to conditions met

Secrets are like honey in a paper bag. Eventually, they leak out.

I can never resist telling people good news. I mean, why not brighten someone else's life too?

Teaching is the last refuge of feeble minds with a classical education.

I could tell you that in my entire coaching career I have never talked to any player, staff member about football air pressure. That is not a subject that I have ever brought up.

[When people] say 'let's do something about it,' they mean 'let's get hold of the political machinery so that we can do something to somebody else.' And that somebody is invariably you.

That's your solution? Have a cookie?' Astrid asked. 'No, my solution is to run down to the beach and hide out until this is all over,' Sam said. 'But a cookie never hurts.

Two elements are needed to form a truth - a fact and an abstraction