And smiles to go before I weep, And Smiles to go before I weep.

Her smile put the sunflower to shame.

She was elusive. She was today. She was tomorrow.

if you learn to hate one or two persons... you'll soon hate millions of people.

Live today. Not yesterday. Not tomorrow. Just today. Inhabit your moments. Don't rent them out to tomorrow.

Everybody has an angel hiding inside. When you die, your angel comes out. You can die, but not your angel. Your angel never dies.

When you own nothing, it's easy to let things go.

Life is populated with scarecrows—all those people and things that seem so scary and trouble our sleep. Isn't it nice to know that most of them turn out to be made of nothing but straw?

Who are you?' I didn't understand the question. I'm Uri', he said. 'What's your name?' I gave him my name. 'Stopthief.

How much better might human communication be if words were as precious as diamonds? If each of us were allotted only 100 words per day?

We long to be found, hoping our searchers have not given up and gone home.

One of the conditions necessary for constant success and prosperity is holiness

Instinct is a marvelous thing. It can neither be explained nor ignored.

Failing is not real, it's an optional state of mind.

Man, I was drowning in sadness. And Angelina, she lifted me right up out of there.

As an Oklahoma quarterback, you learn to perform under pressure.

With leadership the question at the beginning of the day is, 'how far can we take this...how big can we grow it...and how fast can we get there?'

Thus we build on the ice, thus we write on the waves of the sea; the waves roaring pass away, the ice melts, and away goes our palace, like our thoughts.

The writing is a joy, so seamless you nearly miss the sheer artistry of the style and the terrific, wry humour.

Comandante Fidel Castro is a gifted communicator. He is a brilliant, brilliant mind. But the thing that struck me most about him was he was not a "nationalist."

Nightmares exist outside of logic, and there's little fun to be had in explanations; they're antithetical to the poetry of fear.