I want to start replacing my “fix” response with an “enjoy” response and just let people be themselves.

When you stop expecting people to be perfect, you can like them for who they are.

I have sometimes wondered if the greatest desire of man is to be known and loved anyway.

And so I have come to understand that strength, inner strength, comes from receiving love as much as it comes from giving it.

What I believe is not what I say I believe; what I believe is what I do.

You can't tell a good story without conflict - the story can't be beautiful or meaningful. We're taught to run from conflict, and it's robbing us of some really good stories.

If we knew how much God loved us and was for us, we’d talk to Him all day long.

How disappointing would it be get to heaven and find out God created life to be enjoyed while all we did was worry?

There is something beautiful about a billion stars held steady by a God who knows what He is doing.

I can no more understand the totality of God than the pancake I made for breakfast understands the complexity of me

People love to have lived a great story, but few people like the work it takes to make it happen.

He will be a small man inside, " said Mma Ramotswe. "He will feel small and unimportant. That is why he needs to put ladies down, Mma. Men who are big inside never feel the need to do that.

There was never a great genius without a touch of madness.

The shortest period of time lies between the minute you put some money away for a rainy day and the unexpected arrival of rain.

I will tell you this my darlings, the very worst regrets are the things you couldn't have handled any other way.

Important part of our diplomacy is that people take our words seriously.

If we're all together, we have money, and we start to organize, you're going to see the Teamsters Union start to bloom.

Beauty stands In the admiration only of weak minds Led captive.

Boston didn't always have the best reputation, nor did I, growing up in Boston, as a kid with challenges and obstacles in front of me.

It was awkward, revisiting a world you have never seen before: like coming home, after a long journey, to someone else’s house.

That is one more reason why I write in English only right now. I prefer writing in the language I hear around me for the people by whom I am surrounded.