Give everyone a chance to have a piece of the pie. If the pie's not big enough, make a bigger pie.

There are no strangers in Freemasonry, only friends you've yet to meet.

Every child deserves a home and love. Period.

Hard work is good for the soul, and it keeps you from feeling sorry for yourself because you don’t have time.

What’s the secret to success? It’s no secret. You need a winning attitude, honesty and integrity, and a burning desire to succeed.

Opportunities don't knock at all. They don't have to, they're already all around us. It's up to us to see where they are and take advantage of them.

The more you give to others, the more you get in return.

You earn your reputation by the things you do every day.

Don't be afraid to be unique or speak your mind, because that's what makes you different from everyone else.

It all comes back to the basics. Serve customers the best-tasting food at a good value in a clean, comfortable restaurant, and theyll keep coming back.

Whether you sell hamburgers or computers, we’re all in the customer service business. Our goal must be to exceed our customers’ expectations every day.

Consider bonsaiThere but for constricting bowlWould be a giant.

Just because people don't meet you doesn't mean they're not out there breaking their asses trying to get around.

One ape's hallucination is another ape's religious experience - it just depends on which one’s god module is overactive at the time.

If, when you talk to people, they keep backing away from you, it's because you're TOO CLOSE, alright? SO DON'T KEEP ADVANCING ON THEM LIKE A HUMAN GLACIER.

The joy sometimes is in the simple beauty.

I'm not a control maniac.

Almost never does a single company have excellence in a multiplicity of disciplines.

In the garden of tabloid delight, there is always a clean towel and another song.

Now I think all of us were born with a hole in our hearts, and we go around looking for the person who can fill it. You... you fill me up.

"What is good for a bootless bene?" With these dark words begins my tale; And their meaning is, Whence can comfort spring When prayer is of no avail?