Love is about letting go of the fears that stand in front of our hearts.

Children are happy because they don't have a file in their minds called "All the Things That Could Go Wrong.

‎"Nothing binds you except your thoughts; nothing limits you except your fear; and nothing controls you except your beliefs.

Ego says, "Once everything falls into place, I'll feel peace". Spirit says, "Find your peace, and then everything will fall into place".

People hear you on the level you speak to them from. Speak from your heart, and they will hear with theirs.

No one is any more or any less important than you are.

We can always choose to perceive things differently. You can focus on what's wrong in your life, or you can focus on what's right.

Joy is what happens to us when we allow ourselves to recognize how good things really are.

We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be?

We are not here to fix, change or belittle another person. We are here to support, forgive and heal one another.

Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.

You can develop a positive self image with positive thoughts.

it's back to school time. or as home-schoolers call it, stay-where-you-are time.

I don't come from a lot of money and wasn't going to get an academic scholarship, so the only way to afford an education was to allow the military to supplement it.

I don't have ideas so much as there are things which constantly evolve... there are various threads or layers, if you like, which change.

You have to have some kind of clarity or understanding of what's happening to write.

There is hardly any contact more depressing to a young ardent creature than that of a mind in which years full of knowledge seem to have issued in a blank absence of interest or sympathy.

It’s not important to develop your own style but your own approach.

People are crying up the rich and variegated plumage of the peacock, and he is himself blushing at the sight of his ugly feet.

Like we were connected, the echo of his pain twisted inside inside me. his pain, my pain.