Please don't tell me not to be sad. I know you don't like to see me hurting, but my sadness is mine to feel, not yours to heal. Let me be sad. It will pass in its own time. It always does.

There's just as much wisdom in knowing when to keep quiet as there is in knowing when to speak up. Use your voice wisely.

In my experience, it is always worth it to find the love that lives inside you. No matter how deep you have to dig sometimes.

Give people a chance.

Shit works out.

A happiness trick:do more things that make you happy, and you'll be happy more often.

There is absolutely no point in comparing ourselves to others. Everyone brings to the world exactly what they are meant to bring, and in doing so touches exactly who they are meant to touch.

No one determines your truth but you.You can’t paint your own self-portrait with someone else’s hand.

I finally stopped seeking in others everything I could only find in myself.

We can’t heal what we refuse to acknowledge.

I can’t control my feelings, but I’m learning to have a say in how much my feelings control me.

The general perception, in much of the Middle East, is that the United States is an unreliable friend and a harmless enemy. I think we want to give the exact opposite impression.

I don't even have many friends anymore because I backed away from them. When things went wrong for me I didn't want them to have any part of my trouble.

I still remember when my teacher told me that football wouldn't give me anything to eat

I don't believe in dying. It's been done. I'm working on a new exit. Besides, I can't die now - I'm booked.

I decided to become a painter when my first four paintings where all published and attracted a great deal of interest. I exhibited one of them and it was sold.

The impossible talked of is less impossible from the moment words are laid to it.

Of course, losing my father was traumatic. I was an only child. But from the time my father died, my general theme in life has been to turn adversity into opportunity.

Even though my mother had told me growing up that, 'If you win, nobody cares what color you are,' that wasn't necessarily true in the N.F.L.

Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice.