I really feel like if everyone listened to their angels the world which shift. We wouldn't see any kind of greed or competition - it would really be the world of kindness .

Angels appear in many different forms to hold your hand through the difficult times.

Never be afraid of failure or disappointment, because those are just temporary experiences on the path to your dreams coming true

You are more powerful than any fearful force. Your Divine willingness can out-will any darkness that the world has ever seen.

The ego urges you to accomplish, while the soul merely asks you to enjoy the process.

Your inner glow comes from the light of God, and your light can never be extinguished or soiled. You are eternally bright and beautiful.

Your feelings are your signals of deep truths inside of you. They're the language of your soul, and they need you to listen to them.

Always speak and think kindly about yourself, because your soul needs your love and approval.

In addition to showing gratitude to others, place emphasis on showing gratitude to yourself

Feeling stuck or indecisive? Listen to your intuition and make a decision

Use each moment to make another's eyes sparkle and to warm a heart.

School life is like being on a monkey mountain...monkeys in the same gang constantly fight and get back together again...and a hierarchy gets established.

Fight all your battles on your knees and you win every time.

An artist paints his own reality.

I think I may define taste to be that faculty of the soul which discerns the beauties of an author with pleasure, and the imperfections with dislike.

The criteria for architecture after the tsunami is humbleness

I call myself out on my mistakes, but in telling the truth, sometimes it stings a little.

There is no design without discipline. There is no discipline without intelligence.

Back in Khufu's day I knew a magician who parted the Nile just so he could climb to the bottom and retrieve a girl's necklace. Then there was that Israelite fellow, Mickey." "Moses?" "Yeah, him.

Women don't question themselves when they enter into a story that has male characters, but men do question the validity of a female narrative.

Tom's great yellow bronze mask all draped upon an iron framework. An inhibited, nerve-drawn; dropped face - as if hung on a scaffold of heavy private brooding; and thought.