To give up too easily leads to regret, yet trying and then failing can lead us to second chances if we do not accept it as a failure, but a chance to learn.

But I think sometimes a person has to be forced underwater to see if they're going to drown or swim.

A secret society exists, and is living among all of us. They are neither people nor animals, but something in-between.

You have to get through the rain if you're ever going to see a rainbow.

The answers we seek aren't always the answers we want, are they? But knowing the truth is what helps us sleep at night.

They say that not matter how old you become, when you are with your siblings, you revert back to childhood.

The highway of life was littered with the roadkill of those who didn't know when to change lanes.

A life without rain is like the sun without shade.

Miles and years become suddenly invisible when you find yourself back where you started from, as if you've learned nothing and you are once again the person you once were.

The word that came to me now was "defiant." Because a person had to be defiant to be able to stand amid the wreckage of her life and instead of shaking a fist, pick up a hammer.

Adversity in life does not rob your heart of beauty. It simply teaches it a new song to sing.

Don't waste your time or time will waste you.

He who avoids complaint invites happiness.

You don't want roast beef and Yorkshire every night and twice on Sunday.

I love motorcycles and riding bikes. Like a lot of riders, I look at a bike like it's an iron horse - a living thing that you have to build a relationship with - and that bike is my horse.

Martyrs have been sincere. And so have tyrants. Wise men have been sincere. And so have fools.

But you the pathways of the sky Found first, and tasted heavenly springs, Unfettered as the lark that sings, And knew strange raptures, - though we sigh, "Poor Iccarus!"

In the taxi I let my hand lie on her leg like a promise, but I had no intention of keeping my promise.

Sometimes I don't get you,' I said. She didn't even glance at me. She just smiled toward the television and said, 'You never get me. That's the whole point.

Sun of my soul, thou Savior dear, It is not night if thou be near. Oh, may no earthborn cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes.

We cannot study the brain, the instrument for fabricating the realities we inhabit, using the mental constructs of the past.