People like people who help them like themselves.

People rarely succeed unless they have fun in what they are doing.

Remember, today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday.

It isn't what you have, or who you are, or where you are, or what you are doing that makes you happy or unhappy. It is what you think about.

If you are not in the process of becoming the person you want to be, you are automatically engaged in becoming the person you don't want to be.

Any fool can criticize, condemn and complain - and most fools do. But it takes character and self control to be understanding and forgiving.

Most of the important things in the world have been accomplished by people who have kept on trying when there seemed to be no hope at all.

When we hate our enemies, we are giving them power over us: power over our sleep, our appetites, our blood pressure, our health, and our happiness.

Instead of worrying about what people say of you, why not spend time trying to accomplish something they will admire.

The world is so full of people who are grabbing and self-seeking. So the rare individual who unselfishly tries to serve others has an enormous advantage. He has little competition.

The successful man will profit from his mistakes and try again in a different way.

Every human, is capable of animalistic behavior. But for God, human abode will be a wild desert with untamed animals

- You see a man and you just play with him, because you know you can.- I play with women too. I believe in equal rights, she said, looking in the mirror.

Crafting a plan is easy. Taking action will always prove to be the more difficult path.

No man has ever lived that had enough of children's gratitude or woman's love.

We cannot guess the outcome of our actions... Which is why our actions must always be acceptable in themselves, and not as strategies.

I look at her wish we could go inside and make love on the couch. Dive inside each other. Take each other. Make each other. Nothing happens, though.

A woman is free if she lives by her own standards and creates her own destiny, if she prizes her individuality and puts no boundaries on her hopes for tomorrow.

We do not hear what we hear..., only what we remember.

The higher purpose of the cross was that the Father would be glorified by the satisfaction of His justice.

I thought when love for you died, I should die. It's dead. Alone, most strangely, I live on.