But there's the beauty of life beyond the bubble. It's possible for someone to see your wicked bits and still love you.

If you can learn to love yourself and all the flaws, you can love other people so much better. And that makes you so happy.

Not everyone is going to like what you do or what you have to offer. However, if you can’t see yourself doing anything else, and you have the drive and ambition, get the training and go for it.

I was on the cheerleading squad and drama and the choir, but I was friends with everybody. I was not a partier. I was too Type A and crazy about my grades, but I was still there at everything.

You will have the highest of highs and the lowest of lows, just remember to always handle yourself with grace and dignity.

Life's too short. I'm not!

Laughter is life-giving. It makes you breathe.

I love live theater; I like the relationship between the show and the audience. That's my comfort zone, but more than anything, it's what makes me happy.

I'm constantly learning, and that is the greatest gift of life in my opinion - to always be learning and growing.

Oatmeal tastes so good on its own, you don't even need to add sugar.

Two scoops of crazy with a side of coo coo ca choo

A relationship that violates values is simply headed for crisis.

The man who pursues moral ends with unmoral means is involved in acontradiction of motives, and nullifies the object at which he aims, since he denies it by his actions.

Happiness is a drug, and only few know how to take it properly.

Oh if everyone knew how beautiful Jesus is how amiable He is! Fhey would all die from love.

The people will save their government, if the government itself will allow them.

I've found that balance is key. I'm no longer an extremist in any one direction.

She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes.

True zeal is an ignis lambeus, a soft and gentle flame, that will not scorch one's hand.

The real problem in speech is not precise language. The problem is clear language.

Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it?