The period of greatest gain in knowledge and experience is the most difficult period in one's life.

Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions.

The purpose of our lives is to be happy-Dalai Lama

Remember that not getting what you want is sometimes a wonderful stroke of luck.

If you think you are too small to make a difference, try sleeping with a mosquito.

There are only two days in the year that nothing can be done. One is called Yesterday and the other is called Tomorrow. Today is the right day to Love, Believe, Do and mostly Live.

Don't ever mistake my silence for ignorance, my calmness for acceptance or my kindness for weakness. Compassion and tolerance are not a sign of weakness, but a sign of strength.

Give the ones you love wings to fly, roots to come back and reasons to stay.

Our prime purpose in this life is to help others. And if you can't help them, at least don't hurt them.

Do not let the behavior of others destroy your inner peace.

Just one small positive thought in the morning can change your whole day.

You have a great light to illuminate the world.

I’ve memorized the best angles in the bathroom mirror from which to see how badly I’ve disintegrated. I truly do go from sixty to zero.

Let's worry like mad. Shall we start on a worldwide basis and work down to ourselves, or start with ourselves and spread?""I'm going to do me-and-Peter and that dead

Natural beauty products are a must! I use coconut oil-based RMS makeup, and I slather almond oil on my hands to soak while I watch a movie.

The conviction that the world and man is something that had better not have been, is of a kind to fill us with indulgence towards one another.

It's easy to get attached to idols, good things inappropriately adored. But when you have Jesus in the centre of a room, everything else only junks up the decor.

There are 41 million people who do not have access to a toilet in Pakistan and as a result they are defecating in the open. And open defecation has significant health and nutritional consequences.

The feeling of Sunday is the same everywhere, heavy, melancholy, standing still.

I can imagine moving out to the seaside at some point. I like Brighton, my sister lives there. I'm a seaside boy and whenever I go there, I find myself writing songs about it.

Why do there have to be men like that, men who enjoy another man's dying?