In the end you get what you deserve, the amount of effort you put in determines the amount of joy that you receive.

It all begins and ends in your mind. What you give power to, has power over you, if you allow it.

Never underestimate your own strength. You were born for a purpose and are blessed with the power to achieve it.

A moment of anger can destroy a lifetime of work, whereas a moment of love can break barriers that took a lifetime to build.

You cannot grow unless you are willing to change. You will never improve yourself if you cling to what used to be.

One day you will realize that material things mean nothing. All that matters is the well being of the people in your life.

Listen to your own voice, your own soul. Too many people listen to the noise of the world, instead of themselves.

It all begins with you. If you do not take care of yourself, you will not be strong enough to take care of anything in life.

All things pass and pain is temporary. It comes to teach a lesson and when the lesson is understood it disappears into the night.

The answers you seek never come when the mind is busy, they come when the mind is still, when silence speaks loudest.

The day you stop worrying will be the first day of your new life; anxiety takes you in circles, trust in yourself and become free.

If you win, you need not have to explain...If you lose, you should not be there to explain!

The hit and run of thoughts on ideas is a havoc.

Evil prevails when good men fail to act.

It was from Handel that I learned that style consists in force of assertion.

All it really needed was the proper point of view. No one's gonna bring me down.

And there's a feeling you get from making music that is unlike anything else in the world.

A weak King must be what other Kings have been; a strong King is himself, and from then on the meaning of the name of King is changed.

We’re multigenerational Squires. (Carl) Which means what? You prance around with tinfoil armor and plastic swords pretending to be knights? (Nick)

For some decades now, it seems, there has been a ukase in place in American journalism to the effect that Canada is entitled to one story per season.

A miser grows rich by seeming poor. An extravagant man grows poor by seeming rich.