Christ, don't you ever knock? It's Lassiter. L-A-S-S-I-T-E-R. How is it possible you're still getting me confused with someone else? Do I need a nametag?

Gratitude is the fairest blossom which springs from the soul.

The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails.

A warm smile is the universal language of kindness.

Do more than belong: participate. Do more than care: help. Do more than believe: practice. Do more than be fair: be kind. Do more than forgive: forget. Do more than dream: work.

Opportunities are like sunrises. If you wait too long, you miss them.

The mediocre teacher tells. The good teacher explains. The superior teacher demonstrates. The great teacher inspires.

Study while others are sleeping; work while others are loafing; prepare while others are playing; and dream while others are wishing.

When we seek to discover the best in others, we somehow bring out the best in ourselves.

Gratitude can transform common days into thanksgivings, turn routine jobs into joy, and change ordinary opportunities into blessings.” —

Three enemies of personal peace: regret over yesterday’s mistakes, anxiety over tomorrow’s problems, and ingratitude for today’s blessings.

A rose started off a bud, a bird started off an egg, and a forest started off a seed.

Making peace with one's truth is to live in one’s own moment, moving passionately forward in joy.

When money speaks the truth is silent.

A woman without a man cannot meet a man, any man, of any age, without thinking, even if it's for a half-second, 'Perhaps this is THE man.

To change bad habits, we must study the habits of successful role models.

Take every gain without showing remorse about missed profits, because an eel may escape sooner than you think.

To make the world a friendly place, one must show it a friendly face.

Your eyes are beautiful," he said, and she felt warm suddenly, warm in the sun that dappled through the treetops and rested on them in patches.

Never frown even when ur sad, coz u never know whose falling in love with ur smile!

Here lies William Trollope, Who made these stones roll up; When death took his soul up, His body filled this hole up