When guilt rears its ugly head confront it, discuss it and let it go. The past is over. It is time to ask what can we do right, not what did we do wrong. Forgive yourself and move on.

I believe that we are here to contribute love to the planet - each of us in our own way

Diseases can be our spiritual flat tires - disruptions in our lives that seem to be disasters at the time but end by redirecting our lives in a meaningful way.

If you watch how nature deals with adversity, continually renewing itself, you can't help but learn.

Compliments are the helium that fills everyone's balloon; they elevate the person receiving them so he or she can fly over life's troubles and land safely on the other side.

One's attitude towards oneself is the single most important factor in healing and staying well.

You can't control the world, but when you control your thoughts, you bring order.

Love is giving with no expectations...Love cures, heals, and rewards two people: the lover and the beloved.

Love releases incredible energy that promotes the biochemistry of healing.

Your body loves you, but if you do not love your life, it will end it far sooner, thinking it is doing you a favor.

One cannot get through life without pain...What we can do is choose how to use the pain life presents to us.

Well there's these things called books.... They are like TV for smart people

Even a minor event in the life of a child is an event of that child's world and thus a world event

The wisest use of American strength is to advance freedom.

There's something to be said for writing in the morning. At other points in the day, you're a bit more defensive.

Unhappiness can stem from having only one perspective to play with.

Clearly independent journalists - domestic journalists - run a high risk if they dare to take on serious investigative work.

But youth isn't happy. Youth is sadder than age.

The World's most powerful army is the Army of Medicine, as it is fighting against a real enemy, the most powerful one: The Death!

The undevout astronomer must be mad.

Weep I cannot; But my heart bleeds.