Many of us spend our lives searching for success when it is usually so close that we can reach out and touch it.

Your diamonds are not in far distant mountains or in yonder seas; they are in your own backyard, if you but dig for them.

You can journey to the ends of the earth in search of success, but if you’re lucky, you will discover happiness in your own backyard.

So, if you feel a smile begin, don't leave it undetected, let's start an epidemic quick, and get the world infected!

Money is power. Every good man and woman ought to strive for power, to do good with it when obtained. I say, get rich, get rich!

No matter what you do, do it to your utmost. I always attribute my success to always requiring myself to do my level best, if only in driving a tack in straight.

When a man has done all he can do, still there is a mighty, mysterious agency over which he needs influence to secure success. The one way he can reach it is by prayer.

Greatness really consists in doing some great deed with little means.

Let us remember there is not a poor person in the United States who was not made poor by his own shortcomings.

I ask not for a larger garden, but for finer seeds.

Greatness consists not in the holding of some future office, but really consists in doing great deeds with little means and the accomplishment of vast purposes from the private ranks of life.

This is going to take forever.""I wouldn't mind spending forever with you, " Zaid winked.

Starting strong is impressive but ending strong is legendary.

Doakes had a first name! It was Albert - had anyone ever really called him that? Unthinkable. I had assumed his name was Sergeant.

For Peter's smile is a most contagious thing.

My message is always the same: to cultivate and practice love, kindness, compassion and tolerance.

In the morning, instead of saying to yourself, ‘I got to wake up’ say ‘I get to wake up!’

Time is too conceptual. Not that it stops us from filling it in. So much so, we can't even tell whether our experiences belong to time or to the world of physical things.

. . . he felt himself entering a moment so real he could only run toward it, shouting.

Beware of men who cry. It's true that men who cry are sensitive to and in touch with feelings, but the only feelings they tend to be sensitive to and in touch with are their own.

I do feel a certain love from the British public.