Your greatest responsibility is to live a life that nourishes your highest truth.

Our power lies in our small daily choices, one after another, to create eternal ripples of a life well lived.

Your value lies not in status or title, but in the roots of your character and depth of your compassion.

Your greatest path of influence is love.

A noble leader answers not to the trumpet calls of self promotion, but to the hushed whispers of necessity.

High above the noise and fear mongering of critics and cynics softly speaks your true self.

There is no adversity that cannot bear a gift and no gift that cannot bring adversity.

Freedom flourishes upon the bedrock of ethics and integrity.

Mastery is the breeding ground of fresh, creative passion.

Hope finds its fulfillment when nurtured through faith and shared with love.

Each life experience poses this question: how do you want to be changed because of me?

Things need not have happened to be true. Tales and adventures are the shadow truths that will endure when mere facts are dust and ashes and forgotten.

For some, I realize, business is the all-out pursuit of profits, period, full stop, but for us business was no more about making money than being human is about making blood.

Come, my men! never say die while there's a shot in the locker.

In the United States, the last recorded clitoridectomy for curing masturbation was performed in 1948--on a five year old girl.

I always believed a singer should be able to sing any kind of song. If I wanted to sing a Cole Porter song, I should be able to do that. Or Sherry, I should be able to do that. Or a Dylan song.

I am not enough to be only in the mountains, not enough to be on an expedition. I believe that if the walks uphill, then with some goal, and that goal is to climb to the top.

Our fears are an amazing gift of the imagination, a kind of everyday clairvoyance, a way of glimpsing what might be the future when there's still time to influence how that future will play out.

Words physically have power to bring things into existence.

There was no reality to pain when it left one, though while it held one fast all other realities faded.

Antireligious bigotry is not confined to the classroom.