Deep, contended joy comes from a place of complete security and confidence [in God] - even in the midst of trial.

Life is 10% what happens to you and 90% how you react to it.

We have a choice every day regarding the attitude we will embrace for the day. Life is 10% what happens to us and 90% how we react to it. Our attitude is everything.

We are all faced with a series of great opportunities brilliantly disguised as impossible situations.

Don't get older; get better: Live realistically. Give generously. Adapt willingly. Trust fearlessly. Rejoice daily.

Allow me to offer a simple definition of wisdom. Wisdom is looking at life from God's point of view.

Each day of our lives we make deposits in the memory banks of our children.

Anything under God's control is never out of control.

Worry is assuming responsibilities that you cannot handle. They truth is, they are responsibilities that God never intended for you to handle, because they are His.

Times may be hard and people may be demanding, but never forget that life is special. Every single day is a special day. God is at work in you!

The difference between something good and something great is attention to detail.

It's never too late to have a happy childhood.

After I read all the medical journals and watched all the documentaries, I still didn't understand the physical sensation of ticking and where it comes from and what it feels like.

You don't get bored making an album.

Every book is a kind of struggle, and it's a miracle when it comes out.

I always worried someone would notice me, and then when no one did, I felt lonely.

Possibility is far more frightening than impossibility.

I don't consider myself a divining rod whom God is speaking through or any kind of crap like that.

If the desires are cut off one by one, then there is peace. When the desires go one by one then there is die-mind. Then there is peace of mind.

He hasn't accepted his death. He is already fighting hard to stay alive. Which also means that kind Peeta Mellark, the boy who gave me bread, is fighting hard to kill me.

A communist is like a crocodile: when it opens its mouth you cannot tell whether it is trying to smile or preparing to eat you up.