By all means listen to other people's advice, but when in doubt go with your gut instinct.

Hard work is painful when life is devoid of purpose. But when you live for something greater than yourself and the gratification of your own ego, then hard work becomes a labor of love.

If you don’t take the time to get really clear about exactly what it is you’re trying to accomplish, then you’re forever doomed to spend your life achieving the goals of those who do.

When you live for a strong purpose, then hard work isn't an option. It's a necessity.

Fear is not your enemy. It is a compass pointing you to the areas where you need to grow.

Thoughts are like seeds. If you want different results in life, you have to figure out which thoughts are capable of growing those results and which aren’t.

If someone offers you a gift, and you decline to accept it, the other person still owns that gift. The same is true of insults and verbal attacks.

The most intelligent thing you can possibly do with your life is to grow.

Passion and purpose go hand in hand. When you discover your purpose, you will normally find it's something you're tremendously passionate about.

When you reach the point of becoming independent of external events, you’re truly free.

If you want to achieve some really big and interesting goals, you have to learn to fall in love with hard work.

It may sound lame, but I've been journaling since I was in third grade. I love it! It makes me feel calm and happy.

I would say that what's been mobilized to this point - something on the order of several hundred thousand soldiers are probably, you know, a figure that would be required.

Why are women so fond of raking up the past? They're as bad as tailors, who invariably remember what you owe them for a suit long after you've ceased to wear it.

You can't please everybody. All you can do is really just try to work from the heart and do the best job that you can and hope for the best.

The superstition of science scoffs at the superstition of faith.

Our virtues live upon our incomes; our vices consume our capital.

All art is failure. How one fails is a different matter.

Masturbation is nothing to be ashamed of. It's nothing to be particularly proud of, either.

A person who loves and kisses a tree is a normal person; a person who hates and cuts a tree is an abnormal person.

You always reap what you sow; there is no shortcut.