After the burning the soil is richer, and new things can grow. People are like that, too.

Champions keep playing until they get it right.

The world belongs to the enthusiast who keeps cool.

The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship.

You live out the confusions until they become clear.

We are all afraid to say too much, to feel too deeply, to let people know what they mean to us.

The curious paradox is that when I accept myself just as I am, then I can change.

If you feel you are in a black hole, don't give up. There's a way out.

We are all of us obliged... to nurse a few little follies in ourselves.

The most common way people give up their power is by thinking they don't have any.

If you are distressed by anything external, the pain is not due to the thing itself, but to your estimate of it.

The struggle, like life itself, should be joyful.