You have to participate relentlessly in the manifestation of your own blessings.

A true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life.

I've never seen any life transformation that didn't begin with the person in question finally getting tired of their own bullshit.

Tis' better to live your own life imperfectly than to imitate someone else's perfectly.

Stop wearing your wishbone where your backbone ought to be.

I'm choosing happiness over suffering, I know I am. I'm making space for the unknown future to fill up my life with yet-to-come surprises.

This is a good sign, having a broken heart. It means we have tried for something.

There's always another level up. There's always another ascension. More grace, more light, more generosity, more compassion, more to shed, more to grow.

You were given life; it is your duty (and also your entitlement as a human being) to find something beautiful within life, no matter how slight.

Never forget that once upon a time, in an unguarded moment, you recognized yourself as a friend.

If you're going to answer the call and you're going to transform and you're going to change, get ready. It is not a day at the beach.

On any day - in any given event - you have to believe in yourself and back yourself 100%

The anvil is not afraid of the hammer.

Chemistrys a funny thing. It can be instantaneous, but it helps when you know someone.

There are men whose presence infuses trust and reverence.

Life, like the boring drunk at the office party, keeps seeking you out, leaning on you, killing you with pointless yarns and laughing bad-breathed in your face at its own unfunny jokes.

The beauty of getting older is the surprise of what else you can do to make the world a better place with the wisdom that you've accrued over those years.

She’s not much of a team player, more of a team yeller.

Max lifted his head, with great sorrow and great astonishment. 'There were stars,' He said. 'They burned my eyes.’ ...from a Himmel street window, he wrote, the stars set fire to my eyes.

A terrorist is one who kills innocents for the pursuit of a political aim.

I'd love to give Malcolm the truck. We're going to figure out how to make that happen.