In all my ways of seeing - may I use new glasses, a telescope and a microscope. And may I always allow myself to see a circumstance through the tender hearts of my friends.

Capture a shadow, dance with the wind, stand in a rainbow, begin at the end.

I appreciate the boldness of gratitude in the quiet, unspoken depths and its ability to buoy another by being articulated.

If self-validation were our most significant societal measure - we would give trophies to ourselves.

Lean forward into your life... catch the best bits and the finest wind. Just tip your feathers in flight a wee bit and see how dramatically that small lean can change your life.

When we have a circle of friends, we have more fun. We get more done, we feel and are stronger, and we really do celebrate the power of our 'us.'

Gift the love of your life with undistracted, untelevisioned, unhurried attentiveness.

Take time to play! Ask for what you want. Laugh. Live loudly. Be avid. Learn a new thing. Be Yourself!

Life is defined more by its contrasts than its samenesses; Life is defined more by its risks than the many securities.

Manage the remarkable balance between acting from your heart and close to your gifts with completing the obligations that your labor and tasks require of you. Leverage opportunity AND seize joy.

I am not the same having seen the moon shine on the other side of the world. Mary

Life's rewards as well as it's short-comings are magnetic reflections of the vivacious energies we release through our thoughts, our actions, and our words.

I get many letters every day from people who got married because they wanted their own selfish needs satisfied, and have only later come to realize that this does not work.

The moment to make your dreams come true is day before tomorrow, same time, called NOW.

Painting self-portraits without clothes on has also given me some publicity.

Few kids seek to learn a skill specifically designed to impress people unless they feel less than impressive themselves.

No one has been barred on account of his race from fighting or dying for America, there are no white or colored signs on the foxholes or graveyards of battle.

Perhaps I am the turtle, able to live simply anywhere, even underwater for short periods, with my home on my back.

If I can be a good person and help a few non-believers or even help people that are believers but need a little help along the way, I think that's a job that I take very seriously.

Many feel they are called to the priesthood, but what they really hear is an inner voice saying, 'It's indoor work with no heavy lifting, do you want to be a ploughman like your father?'

The future is as bright as the promise of God.