Apologies do make a difference. Believe it or not, research shows people often prefer them over money.

Assert your right to make a few mistakes. If people can't accept your imperfections, that's their fault.

Confronting your fears and allowing yourself the right to be human can, paradoxically, make you a far happier and more productive person.

You feel the way you do right now because of the thoughts you are thinking at this moment.

A poor self-image is the magnifying glass that can transform a trivial mistake or an imperfection into an overwhelming symbol of personal defeat.

When two people respect each other, the ability to be vulnerable and to reveal hurt feelings can create a powerful emotional connection that is the source of real intimacy and friendship.

Perfectionism becomes a badge of honor with you playing the part of the suffering hero.

Forgive yourself and be ready to forgive yourself in the future. You're gonna screw up. It's okay.

Learn to accept your limits and you'll become a happier person.

Kindness is the cause of all anxiety.

You don't have to do anything especially worthy to create or deserve self-esteem; all you have to do is turn off that critical, haranguing, inner voice.

As long as you're still alive, you always have the chance to start again.

There’s a divinity that shapes our ends, Rough-hew them how we will

I am the seeker, the act of seeking, and the one who is sought.

I love sad songs. They say so much. I love country music but even the happy songs sound really sad.

I think you can directly link chihuahuas to Dow Jones.

One may ride upon a tiger's back but it is fatal to dismount.

But there's an enormous difference between an audience that's watching you because they can't wait to see what comes next and an audience that's watching you because they're waiting for you to fail.

I have two ideas for novels at the moment, neither of them all that conventional, but I'm not ready to choose between them yet, let alone settle down to the process of writing.

Time and time again we have experienced efforts directed toward this popular and simple concept of securing peace by means of disarmament.

As I enter the small intestine I get squeezed by muscles. Its dark and the walls look like slimey crushed velvet theres pancreas juice on me help me I am disintigrating.