Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose, sometimes it rains.

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

There is no gate, no lock, no bolt that you can set upon the freedom of my mind.

It is not a daily increase, but a daily decrease. Hack away at the inessentials.

At the end of the day, you are enough exactly as you are.

Find the thing you do well and do it again and again for the rest of your life.

All mistakes teach us something, so there are, in reality, no mistakes.

Only when we are no longer afraid do we begin to live.

The struggle, like life itself, should be joyful.

Our ultimate freedom is the right and power to decide how anybody or anything outside ourselves will affect us.

Tolerance, like any aspect of peace, is forever a work in progress.

Some people try to destroy you, precisely because they recognize your power.