When you walk around feeling quietly upset, frustrated, angry or some other negative emotion, people around you will detect it to some degree or another, even if only subconsciously.

Emotions are the road signs to your happiness.

Social media allows us to subjugate feelings and problems we don't want to confront, like emotional eating or substance abuse, thus perpetuating our problems and delaying our happiness.

Utter frustration often precedes the breakthrough so stick with it and have faith in your journey.

Assumptions close doors. Intrigue opens them.

Whatever you focus your mind on, you will consciously and subconsciously work towards.

Your eyes will contradict your words if your words contradict your thoughts and feelings.

Jealousy is when their reflection in the mirror that is your progress, is attacked rather than appreciated, begrudged rather than understood.

Our emotions are encoded in the heart signals we emit. Use the energy you feel to know how they are feeling.

How we make people feel shapes how they feel about us.

Goals for the future distract from worry and anger about the past and redirect your focus to the direction you're travelling in.

Let's just start over", gurgled the hagget's voice. We cannot give up now.

Faith is a kind of betting or speculation.

Napoleon was asked, "Who do you consider to be the greatest generals?" He responded saying, "The victors.

Moore's law is really about economics.

I'm half Scottish, half Welsh and I regard red hair as perfectly ordinary. And to set the record straight, contrary to reports, he has never referred to himself as the 'Ginger Ninja'.

In my opinion, the form of Government may be different in different countries, according to their circumstances, their wishes, their wants. England loves her Queen, and has full motive to do so.

Spend the next few days preparing for the year ahead: Forgive everyone, let go of everything, let God take charge. Amen.

No one can save you, no one but your very reason! Therefore, improve your reason!

Fun comes hard - like, alas, its prarens, pleasure and happiness, whom we have to pursue.

The man who can be compelled knows not how to die.