Everyone has inside of him a piece of good news. The good news is that you don't know how great you can bel How much you can love! What you can accomplish! And what your potential is I

Dead people receive more flowers than the living ones because the regret is stronger than gratitude.

What a wonderful thought it is that some of the best days of our lives haven't even happened yet.

Human greatness does not lie in wealth or power, but in character and goodness. People are just people, and all people have faults and shortcomings, but all of us are born with a basic goodness.

No one has ever become poor by giving.

Whoever is happy will make others happy.

Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy.

Our lives are fashioned by our choices. First we make our choices. Then our choices make us.

You can always give something, even if it is only kindness.

Human greatness does not lie in wealth or power, but in character and goodness.

Everyone has inside of him a piece of good news. The good news is that you don't know how great you can be! How much you can love! What you can accomplish! And what your potential is!

Life had stepped into the place of theory and something quite different would work itself out in his mind.

The greatest sin you could commit is immortality, because it means that you’ll eventually commit all else.

How foolish of me to have disregarded you, dear goddess. I won’t make that mistake again.

But I love him.""So love him.""But I miss him.""So miss him. Send him love and light every time you think about him, and then drop it.

In high school, I once sang 'Let's Get It On' and 'Brown Sugar' with a band that included my English teacher and my math teacher.

Realize that from the start, every activity that comprises the journey has value and the ability to teach you something.

You have to struggle to stay alive and be of use as long as you can.

Free discussion requires an atmosphere unembarrassed by any suggestion of authority or even respect.

The city does not take away, neither does the country give, solitude; solitude is within us.

To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist now.