Kindness solves more problems than diplomacy, wealth, intelligence, clout, force, law, and dominion combined.

Nothing in this world compares to the comfort and security of having someone just hold your hand.

A daily dose of daydreaming heals the heart, soothes the soul, and strengthens the imagination.

One way or another, I think we are all destined to learn the same lessons in life. Universal truths are universal truths. They cannot be changed.

Statistics, likelihoods, and probabilities mean everything to men, nothing to God.

Just pick a goal and stick to it―no big complicated secret.

Life isn't all grand, but it isn't all miserable either.  There's both sweet and sour in every day.  So why focus on the ugly when you can gaze at what's beautiful?  Concentrate on the good.

You will realize one day that all the money in the world cannot buy you happiness. Nor can it make you a person of good character.

What you perceive as a failure today may actually be a crucial step towards the success you seek. Never give up.

No matter how loud the sirens or how numerous the hazard signs, we all touch the flames at least once to prove they're hot.

World peace, true love, and happily-ever-afters amount to wasted wishes, failed endeavors, and most precious dreams.

No sooner met but they looked

If we don't fight hard enough for the things we stand for, at some point we have to recognize that we don't really stand for them.

The whole art of life is knowing the right time to say things.

I learned that in each of us there burns a flame of independence that must never be allowed to go out. That as long as it exists within us we cannot be destroyed.

France has no friends, only interests.

See Spot run!' is a perfect sentence in some ways. But I doubt the critics would say it was.

The contemporary quarrel over church and state is not really about whether a wall of separation of church and state should exist or not... The real question is what does 'separation' mean?

Things I can feel. Hard. Soft. Rough. Smooth. But the inside kind of feel, it is all the same, like foggy mush. Is that the part of me that is still asleep? (9)

how can a little thing be so annoying?

The hand of little employment hath the daintier sense.