The more one forgets one’s own self, the more human the person becomes.

When we are no longer able to change a situation - we are challenged to change ourselves.

Between stimulus and response there is a space. In that space is our power to choose our response. In our response lies our growth and our freedom.

Forces beyond your control can take away everything you possess except one thing, your freedom to choose how you will respond to the situation.

When a person can’t find a deep sense of meaning, they distract themselves with pleasure.

Life is never made unbearable by circumstances, but only by lack of meaning and purpose.

The one thing you can't take away from me is the way I choose to respond to what you do to me.

Our greatest human freedom is that, despite whatever our physical situation is in life, WE ARE ALWAYS FREE TO CHOOSE OUR THOUGHTS!

There are two races of men in this world but only these two: the race of the decent man and the race of the indecent man.

Success, like happiness, is the unexpected side effect of one's personal dedication to a cause greater than oneself.

It isn't the past which holds us back, it's the future; and how we undermine it, today.

Art is partly communication, but only partly. The rest is discovery.

She was brave from excess of grief

Intelligence is usually easy to tell in a 10-minute conversation. Determination is harder.

I dare hope that all the peoples who have lived through communism will understand that communism is to blame for the bitter pages of their history.

My whole theory about art is the disparity that exists between form, masses and movement.

As companies move to web-based computing they get a lot more servers, which are difficult to manage and control. All kinds of problems can arise - security, quality and worms.

The limitless opportunity of being able to do anything is daunting, but it's also the most rewarding. I'm having the time of my life.

Television's not going read stories to you.

Practice as if its competition, but compete as if its practice.

God bless the potholes on Memory Lane.