When a person gives, he loves the object of his giving more -- and so love is planted and grows.

Our focus is our reality. What we choose to focus on becomes our world. It produces our thoughts, values, attitudes, and beliefs.

When we rise above our temptations and resist them, we exercise self-control. And that's when we experience true freedom and emotional health.

Whenever you are questioning a person's desire for something, consider what he does, not necessarily what he says.

Freedom is the crux of self-respect. It is difficult to feel good about ourselves when we are unnaturally dependent on someone or something.

True freedom is not about being able to do whatever we feel like doing; rather, it is about being able to do what we truly want to do, in spite of what we feel like doing at the moment.

The next time you make a snap judgment about a situation, take a few moments to understand an opposing viewpoint.

Sometimes people who adamantly assert an opinion or view don't even hold it themselves.

The guilty are uncomfortable with silence.

We can find reasons to dislike anyone. But it's what you focus on and appreciate in a person that cultivates a positive relationship.

Never ask advice from someone who has something at stake or something to lose from your decision. The more objective the person is the greater value you should place on the input.

How much is your sincerity, that much will be ‘Our’ divine grace (krupa). This is the measure of grace.

Pain is the biggest power of love." That's what Wireman says.

I guess in the end, it doesn’t matter what we wanted. What matters is what we chose to do with the things we had.

My father was a writer, so I grew up writing and reading and I was really encouraged by him.

The last time I was in Spain I got through six Jeffrey Archer novels. I must remember to take enough toilet paper next time.

The things that you know intellectually when you're young become internalized as you get older. You realize all those clichés.

Vampire fad just won't die. Makes sense, I guess.

At 23 it was all about acting. Today it's getting my kids to school, making sure that they've done their homework. I'm in my fifties, and I'm turning into a square.

If I could ask Ken Lay one question right now, do you know what it would be? "Does the Devil really wear Prada?"

O, Thou hast damnable iteration; and art, indeed, able to corrupt a saint.