We Don't always succeed in what we try, certainly not by the world's standards, but I think you'll find it's the willingness to keep trying that matters most.

There are three ways to ultimate success: The first way is to be kind. The second way is to be kind. The third way is to be kind.

Play is often talked about as if it were a relief from serious learning. But for children play is serious learning. Play is really the work of childhood.

Mutual caring relationships require kindness and patience, tolerance, optimism, joy in the other's achievements, confidence in oneself, and the ability to give without undue thought of gain.

The greatest gift you ever give is your honest self.

Knowing that we can be loved exactly as we are gives us all the best opportunity for growing into the healthiest of people.

Often when you think you're at the end of something, you're at the beginning of something else.

Anyone who does anything to help a child in his life is a hero to me.

Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.

Love isn't a state of perfect caring. It is an active noun like struggle. To love someone is to strive to accept that person exactly the way he or she is, right here and now.

Imagine what our real neighborhoods would be like if each of us offered . . . just one kind word to another person.

A strike is an incipient revolution. Many large revolutions have grown out of a small strike.

Christian love, either towards God or towards man, is an affair of the will.

I like my way of doing things better than your way of not doing them.

Time is a funny thing. I was always puzzled with the way a single day could stretch itself out to the point of eternity in your mind, all while years melted down into the fraction of a second.

Each moment of life is only as precious as is our ability to attend to it.

The person who has lived the most is not the one with the most years but the one with the richest experiences.

Any one may do a casual act of good-nature; but a continuation of them shows it a part of the temperament.

The reason I am here, they tell me, is that I played the game a certain way, that I played the game the way it was supposed to be played.

But the day is spent; And stars are kindling in the firmament, To us how silent--though like ours, perchance, Busy and full of life and circumstance.