Beauty is an internal light, a spiritual radiance that all women have, but most women hide - unconsciously denying its existence. What we do not claim, remains invisible.

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.

It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not.

poetry is the tombstone of experience, nothing i write is my own.~from "the damned

A Soviet diplomat, like a skilled chess player, does not expect his opposite number to give up something for nothing, not even a pawn.

Acknowledging and accepting whatever stuff you may have to let go comes easier when you love yourself.

When we speak of our virtues we are competitors, when we confess our sins we become brothers.

It is an emotion that makes us act as if for the good of the group; an emotion that brings pleasure, pride, or even thrills from coordinated group activity.

When appearance and reality coincide, philosophy and literary criticism find themselves with nothing to say.

Getting an education was a bit like a communicable sexual disease. It made you unsuitable for a lot of jobs and then you had the urge to pass it on.

Solitude, seeming a sanctuary, proves a grave; a sepulchre in which the living lie, where all good qualities grow sick and die

To follow foolish precedents, and wink With both our eyes, is easier than to think.