But surely we are not allowed..." "Allowed?" I counters. "We're allowed to do anything in this world until someone says we ain't allowed and that someone can back it up.

You cannot have a positive life and a negative mind.

Every day is a gift from God. Learn to focus on the Giver and enjoy the gift!

Being negative only makes a difficult journey more difficult. You may be given a cactus, but you don't have to sit on it.

Encourage everyone you meet with a smile or compliment. Make them feel better when you leave their presence and they will always be glad to see you coming.

It is so easy to be average. It takes a little something to be special. Why be around average?

We suffer much agony because we try to get from people what only God can give us, which is a sense of worth and value. Look to God for what you need, not to people.

If you can raise the level of effort and performance in those around you, you are officially a leader.

Love can melt the hardest heart, heal the wounds of the broken heart and quiet the fears of the anxious heart.

I make mistakes every day. I'm not perfect in my behavior, but I want to be and that's what God is after, a heart that wants to be.

Don't be afraid to step out, have dreams, have visions, have hopes and always, always, always believe in miracles.

Those were strange days, now that I look back at them. In the midst of life, everything revolved around death.

You have two eyes, and two ears, but only one mouth. This is so because you are supposed to look and listen more than you talk.

Deliver me from writers who say the way they live doesn't matter. I'm not sure a bad person can write a good book, If art doesn't make us better, then what on earth is it for.

We call them faerie. We don't believe in them. Our loss.

I'm getting older now, so I should think about a family, but certainly not tomorrow.

If religion is onlya garment of Christianityand even this garment has looked very different at different timesthen what is religionless Christianity?

And the idea of just wandering off to a cafe with a notebook and writing and seeing where that takes me for awhile is just bliss.

He had a lot of talent, but didn't have much dedication, wasn't organized, didn't know how to learn, didn't know how to comprehend what he was doing, didn't try to learn how to get better.

It was often this way, life consisted of a series of false beginnings, bluff declarations of arrival to destinations not even glimpsed.

There is no surer way to misread any document than to read it literally.