When two or more hearts unite, anything is possible.

When we live our life as if it is an open book, we are free in body, mind, and spirit and allow anyone to read from our pages.

God never leaves His children to wander alone. We are always surrounded with unconditional love.

Love and kindness are the hammer and chisel that gently chip through barriers and long-held beliefs to reveal the magnificent soul contained within every human.

Love and truth are intimately connected. You cannot have pure love without pure truth and you cannot have pure truth without pure love.

People who tell untruths are easily deceived because they have placed their energy in that negative vibration location and are now a match for that behavior.

Truth demands progress and change, and is always for the benefit of all souls—even if you must travel through a difficult learning process or make a shift as a result of facing the truth.

An act of kindness may take only a moment of our time, but when captured in the heart the memory lives forever.

If someone is facing a difficult time, one of the kindest things you can do for him or her is to say, “I’m just going to love you through this.

When we involve others in spontaneous acts of kindness, we go from being strangers to becoming a united team connected at the heart level.

Having a vested interest in other souls unconditionally creates a ripple effect that produces miracles in the lives of those around us.

The mirror gives a true reflection of a man.

How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! How great is the sum of them!If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand.

Your thoughts, vividly imagined and repeated, charged with emotion, become your reality.

Unshared joy is an unlighted candle.

A wedding is one of the most lamentable spectacles on earth.

Intelligent analysis of the composer's intention and strict adherence to it automatically ensures sincerity.

Oral history is a recipe for complete misrepresentation because almost no one tells the truth, even when they intend to.

Boys wear their hearts on their sleeves. Even when they're trying to pull one over on you they're so transparent. Like men.

To write requires an ego, a belief that what you say matters. Writing also requires an aching curiosity leading you to discover, uncover, what is gnawing at your bones.

Running alone is the toughest. You get to the point where you have to keep pushing yourself.