The essential element in personal magnetism is a consuming sincerity - an overwhelming faith in the importance of the work one has to do.

Action and reaction, ebb and flow, trial and error, change - this is the rhythm of living. Out of our over-confidence, fear; out of our fear, clearer vision, fresh hope. And out of hope, progress.

If you can give your child only one gift, let it be enthusiasm.

A daughter is the happy memories of the past, the joyful moments of the present, and the hope and promise of the future.

The five steps in teaching an employee new skills are preparation, explanation, showing, observation and supervision.

In good times, people want to advertise; in bad times, they have to.

Nothing splendid has ever been achieved except by those who dared believe that something inside of them was superior to circumstance.

When you are through changing, you are through.

When you have something for breakfast, you're not going to be starving by lunch.

Cereal eating is almost a marker for a healthy lifestyle. It sets you up for the day, so you don't overeat.

The big rewards come to those who travel the second, undemanded mile.

When your critics raise hell keep building your heaven.

Laughter is easiest said in a story

Everything is 'just a story'. Tragedy, comedy, end of the world, what ever it's just a story. What matters is making sure it's heard.

I realized that what I feared the most had materialized, yet I survived.

Rick Bass is one of the best writers of his generation.

For years, my master had done his utmost to pollute my mind with foul images, and to destroy the pure principles inculcated by my grandmother, and the good mistress of my childhood

Everything has two endings- a horse, a piece of string, a phone call. Before a life, air. And after. As silence is not silence, but a limit of hearing.

If you have ever gone into the woods with me, I must love you very much.

I grew up feeling like the ugly duckling, and things have not changed that much.

The first World Cup I remember was in the 1950 when I was 9 or 10 years old. My father was a soccer player, and there was a big party, and when Brazil lost to Uruguay, I saw my father crying.