Memory is fiction. We select the brightest and the darkest, ignoring what we are ashamed of, and so embroider the broad tapestry of our lives.
Risk is the clue that our dreams are both real and great.
Amanda, you finally decided to answer the phone, her mom exclaimed after picking up at the first ring. Where’ve you been, what’ve you been up to?Mom, do you remember when I was a kid, I had a friend,...
Sometimes playing stupid opens your eyes to the truth.
Grow your courage by remembering each day is a gift.
It was an emergency!" Seth blurted. "Read my lips - emergency reading - not some demented idea of fun. If I was starving, I would eat asparagus. If somebody held a gun to my head, I would watch a soap...
I don't stand for black man's side, I don't stand for white man's side, I stand for God's side.
It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it.
I count my blessings as follows:1) I'm alive.2) Beauty is in the world all around me.3) I share my love with everyone and not just a select few.4) I give thanks to whoever made and created us no matte...
The really frightening thing about middle age is the knowledge that you'll grow out of it.
Embrace contradictions for they make upall of life:You will eternally be looking for yourself andseeking ways to lose yourself.