I don't dare do anything anymore, 'cause I'm afraid it's not allowed.

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!

Only in hindsight can we see that out fears and worries were unwarranted, that insecurities and doubts were just illussions, or that we should have taken a risk or dared something new sooner.

The trouble with cousins, Lizabeth thought, was that they knew all about you, even your allergies.

Love is not all; it is not meat nor drink.

Princes are venison in Heaven.

To be an American is to be part of the world because America, all the people of the world come to America.

Things dribbled in in dribs and drabs through my 20s. But it was a struggle.

I like writing songs all females can relate to - songs about when you're a chick and you get your heart broken and you go shopping.

I love my career right now, and I won't be with anybody until they make my life as satisfying and as happy as my work makes me.

I think that music, or at least the kind of music that I make, benefits greatly from improvisation.

We long to connect, all of us. We long to be noticed, to be cared for, to matter. Generosity is the invisible salve on our wound of loneliness, one that benefits both sides, over and over again.