Adversity is just change that we haven't adapted ourselves to yet.

Confidence is the sexiest thing a woman can have. It's much sexier than any body part.

Giving up is conceding that things will never get better, and that is just not true. Ups and downs are a constant in life, and I've been belted into that roller coaster a thousand times.

People presume my disability has to do with being an amputee, but that's not the case; our insecurities are our disabilities, and I struggle with those as does everyone.

It's society that disables an individual by not investing in enough creativity to allow for someone to show us the quality that makes them rare and valuable and capable.

The only true disability is a crushed spirit

Adversity isn't an obstacle that we need to get around in order to resume living our life. It's part of our life.

Our responsibility is not simply shielding those we care for from adversity but preparing them to meet it well.

It's an objective fact that I am a double amputee, but it's very subjective opinion as to whether that makes me disabled.

Belief in oneself is incredibly infectious. It generates momentum, the collective force of which far outweighs any kernel of self-doubt that may creep in.

I'm not an advocate for disability issues. Human issues are what interest me.

My Characters Tell ME Where THEY Want to Go.

During 30 years of earning my daily bread as a writer I have learned many lessons about our craft. The most significant of those lessons is that I still have many lessons to learn about out craft.

I shall always remember that smile. From what world did it come from?

Kiss the hand of him who can renounce what he has publicly taught when convicted of his error, and who, with heartfelt joy, embraces truth, though with the sacrifice of favourite opinions.

There's only one me, and I'm stuck with him.

The printing press had a very liberatory effect that meant individuals - small groups could produce radical pamphlets - could use it for organizing.

Having women work with men is like having a grizzly bear work with salmon . . . dipped in honey.

If repentance is neglected for an instant, one can lose the power of the Resurrection as he lives with the weakness of tepidity and the potential of his fall.

I don't always know how to communicate. I think I get a bit unfiltered and a bit strange to people.

Idleness is a mother. She has a son, robbery, and a daughter, hunger.