Most workouts are way too aggressive. Thousands of lunges wear out the body.

When the king gets depressed, he doesn't call for his wife. He doesn't call for the cook. He calls for the court jester.

Number one, like yourself. Number two, you have to eat healthy. And number three, you've got to squeeze your buns. That's my formula.

No tricks, gimmicks, special pills, special potions, special equipment. All it takes is desire and will.

I spent my childhood eating. The only exercise I got was trying to twist off the cap of a jar of mayonnaise.

Count your blessings. You are one of a kind. There's no one in the world like you. You are amazing.

No one is perfect... absolutely no one. Like precious stones, we have a few flaws, but why focus on that? Focus on what you like about yourself, and that will bring you happiness and peace.

Energy is that amazing feeling that comes to life inside of you when you're happy and believe in yourself.

I've always practiced this: Love yourself. Move your body. Watch your portions.

There is no magic milkshake or workout machine. I think the real machine is your body. I do love treadmills, ellipticals, stationary bikes, free weights.

Everyone in this world is somehow connected. So why not just be nice to everybody.

Respect yourself and in time the whole world will respect you.

To put a dreamer in their place isn’t dreaming.

Memories come to mind like excavated statuesthat have misplaced their heads.

The trouble with normal is it only gets worse.

Make money your god, and it will plague you like the devil.

Thinking about the universe has now been handed over to specialists. The rest of us merely read about it.

Be as useful as a tree! Give life to others; be shelter to everyone; grant fruits to all! Be good like a tree!

And Christ, through His own salvific suffering, is very much present in every human suffering, and can act from within that suffering by the powers of His Spirit of truth, His consoling spirit.

He saw a lawyer killing a viper on a dunghill hard by his own stable; And the Devil smiled, for it put him in mind of Cain and his brother Abel.

Where do consequences lead? Depends on the escort.