You say you're sick and tired of hearing about me? I've got news for you: I'M sick and tired of hearing about me.

Romance often begins by a splashing waterfall and ends over a leaky sink.

I ask people why they have deer heads on their walls. They always say because it's such a beautiful animal. There you go. I think my mother is attractive, but I have photographs of her.

My grandmother started walking five miles a day when she was sixty. She's ninety-seven now, and we don't know where the hell she is.

Find out who you are and be that person. That's what your soul was put on this Earth to be. Find that truth, live that truth and everything else will come.

I really don't think I need buns of steel. I'd be happy with buns of cinnamon.

It's our challenges and obstacles that give us layers of depth and make us interesting.

Beauty is about being comfortable in your own skin. It's about knowing and accepting who you are.

Never follow anyone else's path, unless you're in the woods and you're lost.

Do things that make you happy within the confines of the legal system.

When you take risks you learn that there will be times when you succeed and there will be times when you fail, and both are equally important.

my dear, I have nothing to say.my heart burns like the evening sky.

Religion can't separate us, politics can't divide us, wealth can't classify us. We're all one! We're children of LOVE!

On the porch were the still-smoking remains of long-stemmed roses, evidence that someone angry and passive-aggressive didn't know Peter was out of town.

Try to resist copying a blueprint from another person's ministry.

That he is mad 'tis true 'tis true 'tis pity And pity 'tis 'tis true.

Wisdom alone is the science of other sciences.

We need to demilitarize local police departments so that they do not look like occupying armies. We want police departments that look like the communities they are serving.

I think people can live a religious life and yet believe in things maybe outside the box a little bit.

A comprehended God is no God at all!

In the middle of a wheat field under a beautiful sunshine anybody can be happy; the important thing is to be happy in the middle of a storm under the darkest clouds!