The cure for sorrow is to learn something.

The first step is to find out what you love - and don't be practical about it. The second step is to start doing what you love immediately, in any small way possible.

In the days before automobiles, people in horse-drawn wagons used to sleep if they were tired. They didn't worry about getting lost, because the horse knew the way home. Your heart knows the way to your gifts. You can trust it to take you to them.

Real obstacles don't take you in circles. They can be overcome. Invented ones are like a maze.

Whenever you do what you really love, your heart lifts, your mind opens, and everything changes. You wake up. That's what true adventure really is.

When you start using senses you've neglected, your reward is to see the world with completely fresh eyes.

Wishing and dreaming are the beginning of all human endeavor.