Think with deep gratitude of those who have lighted the flames within us.

Success is not the key to happiness. Happiness is the key to success. If you love what you are doing, you will be successful.

An optimist is a person who sees a green light everywhere, while a pessimist sees only the red stoplight... the truly wise person is colorblind.

The purpose of human life is to serve, and to show compassion and the will to help others.

Eventually all things fall into place. Until then, laugh at the confusion, live for the moments, and know EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON.

I don't know what your destiny will be, but one thing I know: the only ones among you who will be really happy are those who will have sought and found how to serve.

Any religion or philosophy which is not based on a respect for life is not a true religion or philosophy.

Do something for somebody everyday for which you do not get paid.

God much are the truly wealthy. So our inner happiness depends not on what we experience but on the degree of our gratitude to God, Gratitude — the Secret of Life.

The first step in the evolution of ethics is a sense of solidarity with other human beings.

If you love what you are doing, you will be successful.

Females and males watched Rhysand throughout the hall—and the shadowsinger and I made a game of betting on who, exactly, would work up the nerve to invite the High Lord home.

Christmas is more stressful with present buying and making sure everyone gets included, but Thanksgiving is really not that. I don't ever really get stressed out about the food.

He gives only the worthless gold who gives from a sense of duty.

I suffer the terrible disease of low self-esteem.

This is the strange way of the world, that people who simply want to love are instead forced to become warriors.

I love watching gymnastics, swimming, and track and field.

The anxiety of fate is conquered by the self-affirmation of the individual as an infinitely significant microcosmic representation of the universe .

I've known where my heritage is from all along.

How shall we celebrate the day,When God appeared in mortal clay,The mark of worldly scorn;When the Archangel's heavenly Lays,Attempted the Redeemer's Praise,And hail'd Salvation's Morn!

Restrictions will set you free.