Don't Wait! Start on your dreams, your impulses, your longings, your special occasions today. Because this is your moment.

Capture a shadow, dance with the wind, stand in a rainbow, begin at the end.

I appreciate the boldness of gratitude in the quiet, unspoken depths and its ability to buoy another by being articulated.

If self-validation were our most significant societal measure - we would give trophies to ourselves.

Lean forward into your life... catch the best bits and the finest wind. Just tip your feathers in flight a wee bit and see how dramatically that small lean can change your life.

When we have a circle of friends, we have more fun. We get more done, we feel and are stronger, and we really do celebrate the power of our 'us.'

Gift the love of your life with undistracted, untelevisioned, unhurried attentiveness.

Take time to play! Ask for what you want. Laugh. Live loudly. Be avid. Learn a new thing. Be Yourself!

Life is defined more by its contrasts than its samenesses; Life is defined more by its risks than the many securities.

Manage the remarkable balance between acting from your heart and close to your gifts with completing the obligations that your labor and tasks require of you. Leverage opportunity AND seize joy.

I am not the same having seen the moon shine on the other side of the world. Mary

God (mentally on my knees), if I can just get through this night, I'll come to church. On Christmas. Every fifteen years. For the next fifteen years. So once.

After many decades of Disney movies, we have been conditioned to expect princesses to fall in love quickly with their charming princes and 'live happily ever after.'

But to the world no bugbear is so great, As want of figure and a small estate.

Swan, by Mary Oliver. Poems and prose. Reading from this book is as if visiting a very wise friend. There is wisdom and welcoming kindness on every page.

There is a time to dance to techno and a time not to.

If you have a sorrow that you cannot tell to anyone, you can go to our Father in Heaven.

Everybody loves success, but they hate successful people.

Valhalla on the right. Paradise regained on the left. Stuck between a Godiva truffle and a chocolate eclair. Between a rock and a very hard place. Two very hard places from the looks of it.

I love hearing my song on the radio the first time, but when it comes on again, I change the station. I already have so much of the spotlight on me. I don't need any more.

What we think of as our sensitivity is only the higher evolution of terror in a poor dumb beast. We suffer for nothing. Our own death wish is our only real tragedy.