This is the thing: people think that magic doesn't exist, but it does, all the time. We use spells every day: the spell of forgiveness, the spell of thanks.

I know for an absolute honest-to-goodness fact that life can kick you to pieces, break you into a thousand little shards, and that you can get up again and mend yourself. I promise.

Let the beauty of sunrise, keep your heart warm.

True love is supposed to make you into a better person-uplift you.

Each day I live in a glass room unless I break it with the thrusting of my senses and pass through the splintered walls to the great landscape.

I only see what I want to see. Winners see winning, Losers see losing. You are what you think you are.

The bedrock of doubt is the total nothingness of death. Death is a leveler, not because everybody dies, but because nobody understands what death means.

I am a fascist, not a racist.

To double your income, triple your investment in self-development.

America's best days are yet to come.

I'm a work in progress, but if I know in my heart that I'm doing my best, that my heart's in the right place, that I have unconditional love, I feel okay.

You are who you are by virtue of the company you keep.