You are what you think about all day.

We're all golden sunflowers inside.

Which way will the sunflower turn surrounded by millions of suns?

Our heads are round so thought can change direction

To gain your own voice, forget about having it heard. Become a saint of your own province and your own consciousness.

To gain your own voice you have to forget about having it heard.

Concentrate on what you want to say to yourself and your friends. Follow your inner moonlight; don't hide the madness. You say what you want to say when you don't care who's listening.

Follow your inner moonlight; don't hide the madness.

I don't think there is any truth. There are only points of view.

None of us understand what we're doing, but we do beautiful things anyway.

When it snows in your nose, you catch cold in your brain.

Anger is fleeting, whereas hostility is enduring.

Jennifer where are you going, dear? Dinner will be ready in a minute. Your brothers found a few unattended five year olds.

To cultivate bravery and courage, avoid the bystander effect.Rather than standing on the sidelines watching other people achieve their goals, jump in with both feet and get involved.

As a fighter pilot I know from my own experiences how decisive surprise and luck can be for success, which in the long run comes only to the one who combines daring with cool thinking.

Ruth was probably the greatest athlete to perform in any sport. Never has there been anybody like him.

This is the greatest and most fraught romance of modern society, the marriage between the IT staff and those who depend on them.

God never closes off horizons; He is never unconcerned about the lives and sufferings of His children. God never allows Himself to be outdone in generosity.

The coach should keep out of the way... He is an important figure, of course, but is more likely to lose a match than win it. Matches are won by players.

When feminism falls short of our expectations, we decide the problem is with feminism rather than with the flawed people who act in the name of the movement.

I don't want to hurt you, Mistress Weatherwax," said Mrs Gogol. "That's good," said Granny. "I don't want you to hurt me either.