If you want to win, drop the past trends. Genius creates new trends and the crowd follows the past.

Small mind competes, big mind collaborates and great mind encompasses.

Success needs vision to see, passion to transcend, patience to withstand and the character to overcome failures.

Intuitions are like migratory birds, they come without a map without a reason.

Love is the sweetest melody of the soul and anything can be catalyst for that.

Some fish love to swim upstream. Some people love to overcome challenges.

Open the window of your mind. Allow the fresh air, new lights and new truths to enter.

Your passion is your connection to God.

Mindfulness and compassion can give you the power, illumination, love, and wisdom to draw higher forms, thoughts, feelings, and situations into your life.

Every day send some blessings to the world. Let there be flow of love

The tower of success stands on the pillars of vision, action, patience and the character to withstand criticisms.

George W. Bush is so pro-Mexico that if you hit him with a stick prizes would fall out of him.

Outsiders have the intuitive ability to continually view problems in fresh ways and to identify ineffective practices and traditions.

I believe that the ascent of mountains forms an essential chapter in the complete duty of man, and that it is wrong to leave any district without setting foot on its highest peak.

For though there never was so much reading matter put before the public, there was never less actual 'reading' in the truest and highest sense of the term than there is at present.

I admit, I am a demon at nintendo.

And what importance do I have in the courtroom of oblivion?

Yes, I was beaten on every part of my body, and the marks are still on my body.

When I was a fetus, I used to sneak out at night when my mother was sleeping. I figured I should start stealing stuff while I still had no fingerprints.

I started out with a dream to make a star in a jar, and I ended up ... making things that I think can change the world.

There is a certain flimsiness of poetry which seems expedient in a song.