The cure for sorrow is to learn something.

You can learn new things at any time in your life if you're willing to be a beginner. If you actually learn to like being a beginner, the whole world opens up to you.

Real obstacles don't take you in circles. They can be overcome. Invented ones are like a maze.

The amount of good luck coming your way depends on your willingness to act.

Happy people have two things in common. They know exactly what they want and they feel they're moving toward getting it.

Everyone has unique gifts and talents. What you love is what you're gifted at. To be completely happy, to live a completely fulfilled life, you have to do what you love.

Not fulfilling your dreams will be a loss to the world, because the world needs everyone's gift - yours and mine.

Doing your own thing is a generous act. Being gifted creates obligations, which means you owe the world your best effort at the work you love. You too are a natural resource.

You don't need endless time and perfect conditions. Do it now. Do it today. Do it for twenty minutes and watch your heart start beating.

Isolation is a dream killer.

The first step is to find out what you love - and don't be practical about it. The second step is to start doing what you love immediately, in any small way possible.

I've never felt that the American Dream was owed to me. I never felt that I was entitled to this Dream. This is why I laid the cobblestone before me for this Dream to be achieved.

All of our deeply held dreams and aspirations require us to build on our common bonds.

Just put one foot in front of the other.

The sower of the seed is assuredly the author of the whole harvest of mischief.

Disinformation about the state of climate change science is extraordinarily if not criminally irresponsible.

Big deal... the only cats that don't have three legs are the ones with two through zero legs.

Sometimes its nice when people you love need you.

Never's just the echo of forever, lonesome as a love that might have been. Let me go on lovin' and believin' 'til it's over. Please don't tell me how the story ends.

I should as soon think of contradicting a bishop

The sidesaddle was designed to protect a maiden's virginity, while risking the maiden's neck. Rather much for rather little, I thought.