We grow old not by the number of our years, but by not numbering our years - not living our dreams, not enjoying the everyday life

Give people room to be what God created them to be, don't force them to fit into your own mold

Masters today, were Starters Yesterday, so begin now.

Don’t expect the world to dish you your wishes, go out and serve yourself.

Today, just take time to smell the roses, enjoy those little things about your life, your family, spouse, friends, job. Forget about the thorns -the pains and problems they cause you - and enjoy life

I’ve learned that no matter how inspired, fired up and motivated you might be, the dark clouds will always set in

Don't build your dreams on the opinions of men but on the promises of God

There are times that all you need is someone who will listen to you without judging you — not telling you what you should have done or should do, but simply, listening to you

Without the rocks, the streams will lose their song

Permit no one to define you by your mistakes or your past

Never let the occasional delays in your life dampen your dreams

But here God didn't come. We were all on our own.

Still, pain hurts. And most of us find it difficult, to say the least, to find gratitude in our hearts for the worst things in life.

You can create viable ventures out of turbulent adventures.-You can creste prosperity out of adversity

It is about this very abstract sense of displacement that he feels the moment he turns off the television.

Draft beer, not people.

Animals may be our friends, but they won't pick you up at the airport.

It is hard work to give life to new characters every single day. It is not as if I am God. I am just a tired, middle-aged woman trying to keep going.

It is a fact often observed, that men have written good verses under the inspiration of passion, who cannot write well under other circumstances.

I began to think that melancholy was a dialect that only some people knew-or could even hear-and in my conversations, I sought these people out.

You give Frost a message from me. You tell him it's open season on all suckheads.