My counsel is, to force nothing, and rather to trifle and sleep away all unproductive days and hours, than on such days to compose something that will afterwards give no pleasure.

Live each day as if your life had just begun.

Correction does much, but encouragement does more.

We do not have to visit a madhouse to find disordered minds; our planet is the mental institution of the universe.

Every day we should hear at least one little song, read one good poem, see one exquisite picture, and, if possible, speak a few sensible words.

The moment one definitely commits oneself, then Providence moves too. Whatever you think you can do, or believe you can do, begin it. Action has magic, power and grace.

Magic is believing in yourself, if you can do that, you can make anything happen.

At the moment of commitment the entire universe conspires to assist you.

Courage is the commitment to begin without any guarantee of success.

If I accept you as you are, I will make you worse; however, if I treat you as though you are what you are capable of becoming, I help you become that.

There is nothing worse than aggressive stupidity.

Yes, the stories are dangerous, she was right. A book is a magic carpet that flies you off elsewhere. A book is a door. You open it. You step through. Do you come back?

And then it hits me like a fast, open-palmed, stinging smack in the face.Having a ghost boyfriend WASweird

It is amazing how much wisdom has been handed down through the ages, yet we still make the same mistakes.

Your sincere and honest effort only, shall lead you to the path of SUCCESS!!! - Adbhut

I want to be a great actor someday, and I've decided there's no use philosophizing; the only way is to work at my craft.

The religion of the heart is as intimate as a wish breathed to the night sky.

The absence of theistic belief...

For me, the movement has to be bigger than just a record. For me, a movement represents like taking over the world.

One can't erase the tremendous burden of apartheid in 10 years, 20 years, I believe, even 30 years.

O Cuckoo! shall I call thee bird, Or but a wandering voice?