You probably wouldn’t worry about what people thing of you if you could know how seldom they do.
“I must do something” always solves more problems than “Something must be done.” Most of us can read the writing on the wall; we just assume it’s addressed to someone else.
When the world says, “Give Up,” Hope whispers, “Try it one more time.” Stubbornly persist, and you will find that the limits of your stubbornness go well beyond the stubbornness of your limits.
Be the master of your fate, be the captain of your soul, but do not hesitate, should the chance befall you, to be the slave of your heart.
The walls we build around us to keep sadness out also keeps out the joy. Your intellect may be confused, but your emotions will never lie to you.
“If you lose hope, somehow you lose the vitality that keeps life moving, you lose that courage to be, that quality that helps you to go on in spite of all. And so today I still have a dream.” —Martin Luther King, Jr.
I regret less the road not taken than my all-fired hurry along the road I took. Haste is a hurricane, patience a gentle breeze.
In a world full of people who couldn’t care less, be someone who couldn’t care more.
You have to decide what your highest priorities are and have the courage — pleasantly, smilingly, non-apologetically — to say “no” to other things. And the way to do that is by having a bigger “yes” burning inside. The enemy of the best is often the “good”.
You may be deceived if you trust too much, but you will live in torment unless you trust enough.
Sometimes you can head off a decision you’ll regret by looking into your heart and finding regret already there.
Opportunity is often difficult to recognize; we usually expect it to beckon us with texts and billboards. Flawed past is nostalgia; flawed present is opportunity.
Of all the things you wear, your expression is the most important. It’s not what you wear — it’s how you take it off.
Immediate grief is a falling to the knees, a bleeding of the heart, a blow to the soul. Ongoing grief is a getting up; a call to move on; a healing and a strengthening; a melding of soul with sorrow, with loss, with life; a transformation of self to a new being, rebuilt with the leavings of another.
If you knew that hope and despair where the paths to the same destination, which would you choose? The road that is built in hope is more pleasant to the traveler than the road build in despair, even though they both lead to the same destination.
You do not need to be the designated driver of someone’s intoxicated ego. Self-respect permeates every aspect of your life.
If a man harbors any sort of fear, it percolates through all thinking, damages his personality and makes him a landlord to a ghost. To conquer fear is the beginning of wisdom.
Cure yourself of the affliction of caring how you appear to others. Concern yourself only with how you appear before God, concern yourself only with the idea that God may have of you. The only cure for vanity is laughters, and the only fault that is laughable is vanity.
It can be said of optimism that while sometimes mistaken, it is never sadly mistaken. The realist sees reality as concrete. The optimist sees reality as clay. Optimism is a kind of heart stimulant — the digitalis of failure.
There is a difference between like and love, wrong and right. Never run if you’re not ready to take a step. And never forgive if you’re not ready to forget.
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