As you get older, you have more and more layers of experience to forgive, more layers of heartbreak, more layers of what you might think of as failure.

Children are happy because they don't have a file in their minds called "All the Things That Could Go Wrong.

‎"Nothing binds you except your thoughts; nothing limits you except your fear; and nothing controls you except your beliefs.

Ego says, "Once everything falls into place, I'll feel peace". Spirit says, "Find your peace, and then everything will fall into place".

People hear you on the level you speak to them from. Speak from your heart, and they will hear with theirs.

No one is any more or any less important than you are.

We can always choose to perceive things differently. You can focus on what's wrong in your life, or you can focus on what's right.

Joy is what happens to us when we allow ourselves to recognize how good things really are.

We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be?

We are not here to fix, change or belittle another person. We are here to support, forgive and heal one another.

Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.

I am a man who knows nothing, guesses sometimes, finds frequently and who's always amazed.

We have a retirement crisis in America today nor from a lack of money, but from a lack of vision

It is the thinnest lines that define us.

I believe in destiny Angel. I believe every choice I've made has brought me closer to you. I looked for you for a very long time. I may have fallen from heaven, but I fell for you.

Those who write ill, and they who ne'er durst write, Turn critics out of mere revenge and spite.

Be more than ready. Be present in your discipline. Remember your gift. Be grateful for your gift and treat it like a gift. Cherish it, take care of it, and pass it on.

You leave home, you move on and you do the best you can. I got lost in this whole world and forgot who I am.

Morn on the waters, and purple and bright Bursts on the billows the flushing of light O'er the glad waves, like a child of the sun, See the tall vessel goes gallantly on.

He who has the gold makes the rules.

All the great things have been denied and we live in an intricacy of new and local mythologies, political, economic, poetic, which are asserted with an ever-enlarging incoherence.