Keep encouraging yourself that you are good enough as a workman of God created for every good work one earth prepared for you before the world begun.

Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness and the happiness of others.

Success is a choice you choose it and work it out! Excellence is deliberate and so it is intentionally pursued. No successful person ever remained idle for success to knock his/her door for him/her

People who found something to live and die for always live in the hope of success. They never allow doubts to create distances between them and their harvest time. That is also their decision.

Discover a purpose that gives you passion. Develop a plan that makes you persistent. Design a preparation and motivates you to optimize your potentials. Do it because you love it!

Step out of the crowd of average people. Enter that game and change the values on the scoreboard.

If you walk and talk with God, you will never miss the direction to your divine future. Be bold and offer your heart to be led by God.

Perhaps you are just close to what you have been waiting for all along and ideas start formulating in your mind and advising you to "give up". Tell them "not me".

You need to keep you mind at peace and be sure what you do is your passion.

Man’s mind is a coast of great monuments, the source of wild and complex dreams and accomplishments that physical eyes have not seen.

You got to be careful of what comes and leave your mind and how often they do both. Whatever enters your mind has brought a new brand of you and whatever exits is going to manifest that brand.

Be courageous. Get out of your comfort zone to live fully and abundantly.

I love Christmas. Christmas is family time.

There must be something good in a thing that pleases so many; even if it cannot be explained, it is certainly enjoyed.

As we immerse ourselves in the service of others, we find our spiritual selves and come unto Him.

Mark, how the ready hands of Death prepare: His bow is bent, and he hath notch'd his dart; He aims, he levels at thy slumb'ring heart: The wound is posting, O be wise, beware.

Range after range of mountains. Year after year after year. I am still in love.

As I get older, my childhood self becomes more accessible to me, but selectively, in images as stylized and suspect as moments remembered from a novel read years ago.

'Did you live here?' Leif asked. I nodded. 'For two years'.'Where did you stay?' 'I had a room in Valek's suite.' Leif shot me an incredulous look. 'Boy, you worked fast.'

Have you ever noticed how most critics disagree with the public? That should tell you a lot about critics.