Rich people manage their money well. Poor people mismanage their money well.

Your outer world is a reflection of your inner world.

If you want to move to a new level in your life, you must break through your comfort zone and practice doing things that are not comfortable.

If you want to make a permanent change, stop focusing on the size of your problems and start focusing on the size of you!

If you are willing to do only what's easy, life will be hard. But if you are willing to do what's hard, life will be easy.

Rich people play the money game to win. Poor people play the money game to not lose.

Where attention goes, energy flows and results show.

In my experience, getting rich takes focus, courage, knowledge, expertise, 100 percent of your effort, a never-give-up attitude and of course a rich mind-set.

From now on, I want you to practice reframing other people's negativity as a reminder of how not to be.

Happy people build their inner world; unhappy people blame their outer world.

Successful people have fear, successful people have doubts, and successful people have worries. They just don't let these feelings stop them.

Light has a battery life

(The monks) approach was far less narcissistic and our tends to be. Their goal when reading Scripture was to see Christ in every verse, and not a mirror image of themselves.

A cat is always on the wrong side of any door.

I think in America there's this free flow between fashion, art, architecture, music and design. In Europe, it's more segregated between those different disciplines, I think.

In Christian terms, evangelization and humanization are not alternatives. Nor are the 'vertical dimension' of faith and the 'horizontal dimension' of love for one's neighbor and political change.

Please, if one of us cries, let both of us cry. But preferably neither of us.

Today barbarism has taken over many city streets, or people fear it has, which comes to much the same thing in the end.

I love comics, but I'd rather cut off my thumbs than do nothing but.

I was only following orders," the Mayor mocks. "The refuge of scoundrels since the dawn of time.

The death-bed of a day, how beautiful!