People who give will never be poor.

Dead people receive more flowers than the living ones because the regret is stronger than gratitude.

What a wonderful thought it is that some of the best days of our lives haven't even happened yet.

Human greatness does not lie in wealth or power, but in character and goodness. People are just people, and all people have faults and shortcomings, but all of us are born with a basic goodness.

No one has ever become poor by giving.

Whoever is happy will make others happy.

Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy.

Our lives are fashioned by our choices. First we make our choices. Then our choices make us.

You can always give something, even if it is only kindness.

Human greatness does not lie in wealth or power, but in character and goodness.

Everyone has inside of him a piece of good news. The good news is that you don't know how great you can be! How much you can love! What you can accomplish! And what your potential is!

Do the things you were sent here to do effectively.

You hate birthdays yet pee your pants over presents. There is clearly something wrong with you, " Garrett joked.

We can all be ourselves, be true to ourselves, and all be together.

When I first went to America in 1928, there were spittoons everywhere. I remember avoiding spit as it flew past me in Times Square. Very unattractive.

I am Tamil, Sinhalese, Muslim and Burgher. I am a Buddhist, a Hindu, a follower of Islam and Christianity. I am today, and always, proudly Sri Lankan.

We are the witnesses to the miracle. We are put here by creation, by God....We're here to be the audience to the magnificent. It is our job to celebrate.

But the life of freedom requires a beginning, and here a beginning is a resolution, and the resolution has its work and its pain-thus the beginning has its difficulty.

In order for us, black and white, to disenthrall ourselves from the harshest slavemaster, racism, we must disinter our buried history.... We are all the Pilgrim, setting out on this journey.

I swear the sparrows called us ten kinds of idiot when we did it.