It takes a strong woman to tolerate a weak man. That said, it takes a strong man to tolerate a weak woman, too.

Actively repeating a lie or denial does not make it true.

Extra-marital affairs become things of legend… and often the undoing of legends… and mere mortals.

Cheating is pure hypocrisy. Our partner deserves better than that. If we don’t love someone, we should not be with them. That would also be hypocrisy.

Screaming and repeating lies makes them neither true nor more believable.

There is tremendous trauma in the betrayal caused by a perpetual liar as they repeatedly commit psychological abuse.

Direct lies, small lies, huge lies, and lies of omission… these are all self-serving and sources of self-destruction.

When we make the decisions to be and stay in love, we should also make a decision and commitment to be supportive.

Some people think that it’s okay to be downright nasty to people they love. It is not okay. Nasty is never called for, and it’s certainly not sweet, useful, nor positive.

Appreciation and respect are mutual needs. We may be wired differently as men and women, but some needs are parallel human needs.

I think we need to develop a powerful dose of tolerance to understand each other’s humanness. None of us is perfect.

Information is key, being informed is success.

A man is angry at a libel because it is false, but at a satire because it is true.

If the rules make such a difference, then it becomes very important who gets to make them.

If we be married to Christ, and He be jealous of us, depend upon it this jealous husband will let none touch His spouse.

If I had made it in cheerleading, I would have never been an actress.

It is imperative that we do not fear challenges that we have attracted to promote our growth. Every obstacle we encounter is an opportunity for spiritual evolution.

I think Common Core is a disaster. That doesn't mean there can't be a little tentacle left of the Department of Education, like 5 percent, just in terms of local coordination, perhaps.

It's much too late to save myself from falling.

I've always got such high expectations for myself. I'm aware of them, but I can't relax them.

Time is money, every moment is costly, So I ration emotion, 'cause existence exhausts me.