If we get total certainty, we get … bored out of our minds. So, God, in Her infinite wisdom, gave us a second human need, which is uncertainty. We need variety. We need surprise.

No matter how many mistakes you make or how slow you progress, you are still way ahead of everyone who isn't trying.

Setting goals is the first step in turning the invisible into the visible.

Stay committed to your decisions, but stay flexible in your approach.

The only thing keeping you from what you want is your story about why you can't have it.

Life is a gift, and it offers us the privilege, opportunity, and responsibility to give something back by becoming more.

Only those who have learned the power of sincere and selfless contribution experience life's deepest joy: true fulfillment.

It's pretty simple - The Action you take will determine the results you Achieve.

Nothing can drag you down if you're not holding on to it.

The way we communicate with others and with ourselves ultimately determines the quality of our lives.

Its not about the goal. Its about growing to become the person that can accomplish that goal.

Growing up, when I was younger, I didn't feel all that tough or smart or strong. As I got older, I was able to discover my own strength.

Martin Luther dreamed up Protestantism while sitting on the toilet at Wittenburg monastery, and we know what a big movement that became.

Today is a reality, tomorrow's a promise, and yesterday's history!

It's good for art to make us think, to give us a shared experience that creates a dialogue, makes us talk to each other, including strangers.

Assurance encourateth us in our combat; it delivers us not from it. We may have peace with God when we have done from the assaults of Satan.

You can mythologize Steve Jobs, but really in the end, he was a kid from the Valley, with his funny little friends, and they made something. That's all he was.

The payoffs in showbiz seemed as random as a slot machine.

Yes, I heard my people singing!-in the glow of parlor coal-stove and on summer porches sweet with lilac air, from choir loft and Sunday morning pews-and my soul was filled with their harmonies.

Let my muse Fail of thy former helps, and only use Her inadulterate strength. What's done by me Hereafter shall smell of the lamp, not thee.