Between loving friends there need be no secrets . . . the trusting heart is always safe with another who truly cares.

A man's health can be judged by which he takes two at a time: pills or stairs.

A small speckled visitor Wearing a crimson cape Brighter than a cherry Smaller than a grape A polka-dotted someone Walking on my wall A black-hooded lady In a scarlet shawl.

Adversity often activates a strength we did not know we had.

Love comes quietly... / but you know when it is there.

Friendship is like a rose. . . opening one petal at a time, only as it unfolds. . . day by day it reveals its true beauty.

The only educational aspect of television is that it puts the repair man's kids through college.

A brook can be a friend in a special way. It talks to you with splashy gurgles. It cools your toes and lets you sit quietly beside it when you don't feel like speaking.

Love comes quietly... but you know when it is there because suddenly... you are not alone anymore... and there is no sadness in you.

Like all good teachers, the world repeats her lesson. Over and over ...with wordless variety... She spells the name of Love.

The best way to help yourself is to help someone else.

Give a man a hoe and he is something to exploit. Give him a book and he is something to fear.

If you are right, no one will bother you in this world. If you do not hurt anyone in this world, or you have no intention of hurting anyone, then no one can hurt you.

So what’s the point of it all?”“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”“Well it’s a reasonable question, ” you persisted.

Work hard, and you will earn good rewards.Work smart, and you will earn great rewards.Work hard and work smart, and you will earn extraordinary rewards.

The sad part is that you love her.... and she didn't love you back.

O peace! how many wars were waged in thy name.

Teamwork - everything is one. You can connect with the emptiness of all things. All things are empty.

I just want to write books or give talks which, if I were in the audience or I were the reader, I would appreciate.

But it was too early to know: there were always more pages to go, more words to be written, before the story was over.

The only laws a man can truly respect are the ones he makes for himself.