The true purpose of the strong is to promote greater strength in the weak, and not to keep the weak in that state where they are at the mercy of the strong.

Believe in yourself and all that you are. Know that there is something inside you that is greater than any obstacle.

Forget the mistakes of the past and press on to the greater achievements of the future.

Our destiny is not mapped out for us by some exterior power; we map it out for ourselves. What we think and do in the present determines what shall happen to us in the future.

The more grateful you are for everything good that comes into your life, the more closely you place your mind in contact with that power in life that can produce greater good.

When your thinking is brilliant, you will be brilliant, but if your thinking is not brilliant you will not be brilliant, no matter how brilliant you may think you are.

The secret of the master mind is found wholly in the use of imagination.

The pessimist waits for better times, and expects to keep on waiting; the optimist goes to work with the best that is at hand now, and proceeds to create better times.

Be just as enthusiastic about the success of others as you are about your own.

The master mind is the mind that thinks what it wants to think, regardless of what circumstances, environment or associations may suggest.

What we love in others we not only awaken in others, but we develop those very things more or less in ourselves.

Memories haunting her, laughters chasing her, sweet talks stalking her.Everywhere she go, everything she does, it all leads back to him.

I would plead into the darkness, where are they, bring them back

and he said her name to fill the space of five years.

That's the best way to live your life: Don't listen to what other people think. Just follow your heart.

I definitely wish to distinguish American poetry from British or other English language poetry.

A culture that denies death inevitably becomes shallow and superficial, concerned only with the external form of things. When death is denied, life loses its depth.

Anyone who would attempt the task of felling a virgin forest with a penknife would probably feel the same paralysis of despair that the reformer feels when confronted with existing school systems.

Tolerance is just a fancy word for ignoring a fascist ideology. Acceptance is the only way.

Once you start drinking a little of meditativeness, a little of love, you start growing wings.

The beauty of artifacts is in how they reassure us we’re not the first to die.