No grand idea was ever born in a conference, but a lot of foolish ideas have died there.

For what it's worth, it's never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope you live a life you're proud of and if you find that you're not, I hope you have the strength to start over.

You are the finest, loveliest, tenderest, and most beautiful person I have ever known—and even that is an understatement.

And in the end, we were all just humans...Drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness.

Suddenly she realized that what she was regretting was not the lost past but the lost future, not what had not been but what would never be.

To be kind is more important than to be right. Many times, what people need is not a brilliant mind that speaks but a special heart that listens.

The world only exists in your eyes. You can make it as big or as small as you want

Never confuse a single defeat with a final defeat.

There are all kinds of love in this world but never the same love twice.

You have a place in my heart no one else ever could have.

The loneliest moment in someone’s life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly.

Living a natural life is living in dominion of a darkened mind

Friends are a special kind of love because they are there for one another like no other relationship can be.

There are times when a lover longs to be also a father and a brother: he is jealous of the years he hasn't shared.

An image is a stop the mind makes between uncertainties.

Have a healthy respect and love for yourself, but don't be taken out by your ego.

I struggled to learn basic skills, get a grip on markets, find my own unique voice, create story lines and come up to speed with the industry. I struggled for ten years before having any success.

One small breeze doesn't make a wind storm.

You don't have to learn to be fascinating, you have to learn to be unboring.

From the cradle to the cubicle, we devote more time to our shortcomings than to our strengths.

Old age is a flight of small cheeping birds skimming bare trees above a snow glaze.