There are mountainous, arduous days, up which one takes an infinite time to climb, and downward-sloping days which one can descend at full tilt, singing as one goes.

Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.

The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.

Do not wait for life. Do not long for it. Be aware, always and at every moment, that the miracle is in the here and now.

My destination is no longer a place, rather a new way of seeing.

When you work to please others you can't succeed, but the things you do to satisfy yourself stand a chance of catching someone's interest.

We don't receive wisdom; we must discover it for ourselves after a journey that no one can take for us or spare us.

Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance of things as they were.

One must never miss an opportunity of quoting things by others which are always more interesting than those one thinks up oneself.

If we are to make reality endurable, we must all nourish a fantasy or two.

Sometimes in this life, under the stress of an exceptional emotion, people do say what they think.

All those who are not straightforward (frank and forthright) in this world are full of deception.

FaithWALK~When I tell you to walk, run like the wind for your guaranteed to fly...

Everything you read, becomes a part of your life.

Human nature, if it changes at all, changes not much faster than the geological face of the earth.

I exercise. I go to the gym every day. It's about respecting what you're doing. You're going on stage. You have to sleep. You have to be prepared.

I receive about 10,000 letters a year from readers, and in the first year after a book is published, perhaps 5,000 letters will deal specifically with that piece of work.

There's no question that in my lifetime, the contrast between what I called private affluence and public squalor has become very much greater.

Readers and writers are united in their need for solitude, in their pursuit of substance in a time of ever-increasing evanescence: in their reach inward, via print, for a way out of loneliness.

That's my secret Cap: I'm always angry.

If God can use a man without arms and legs to be His hands and feet, then He will certainly use any willing heart!