Ah, Lovely October, as you usher in the season that awakens my soul, your awesome beauty compels my spirit to soar like an leaf caught in an autumn breeze and my heart to sing like a heavenly choir.

As the last curtain falls on a spent year, a new year pirouettes to center stage with the elegance and charm of a prima ballerina – and delivers the promise of peace, hope, love and joy.

The mind can't delete what the heart won't let go of.

Whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul, I shall recall the memory of warm, sunny, late summer afternoons like this one, and be comforted greatly.

I have learned that I must push the pause button occasionally and retreat into that private place in my soul where it is only me and God!

Surround yourself with people who make you laugh. Laughter is to the soul what sunshine is to a flower.

The human spirit is a magnificent entity. Just when we think we can stand no more, something significant touches our soul... and life goes on.

Writing unlocks the heart, mind and soul that we may be receptive to God's blessings.

As I drift through the autumn of my life like a fallen leaf blown about by the winds of time, I sometimes ponder my destiny.

Ah, how quickly the hands on the clock circle toward the future we thought was far away! And how soon we become our mothers.

I love the night! It's not uncommon for me to see the light of a new day before closing my eyes on the old one.

The habit of giving up when the present task is half finished and try something else is one of the chief causes of failure.

He is the God of all, and His concern is for all.

Good temper in the business of daily life is like oil to machinery.

Modesty died when false modesty was born.

That's one of the cool things about fame. You have an affect on society and where it goes.

Being famous has changed a lot, because now there's so many outlets, between magazines, TV shows, and the Internet, for people to stalk and follow you. We created the monster.

For things to change for you, you've got to change!

There's a rumor going around that I'm Miss Goody-two-shoes from Australia. Well, that's a laugh. I'm really Miss Goody-two-shoes from England!

Guys don't like girls that throw themselves at them. That's something that I've learned.

I look back at pictures of myself and I remember thinking, "I was so fat when I was growing up. I was 165 pounds when I graduated from high school. I was a mess".