You're a prisoner of your own illusions - about yourself and about the world.

Words mean little unless you realize the truth of it yourself. And when you do, you'll be free at last.

Looking back we see with great clarity, and what once appeared as difficulties now reveal themselves as blessings.

It may be true that the unexamined life is not worth living-but neither is the unlived life worth examining.

Wake up! If you knew for certain you had a terminal illness--if you had little time left to live--you would waste precious little of it! Well, I'm telling you...you do have a terminal illness: It's called birth. You don't have more than a few years left. No one does! So be happy now, without reason--or you will never be at all.

There are times to let things happen, and times to make things happen. Now is that time. You will either make things happen, watch what happens, or wonder what happened.

We discover our character through decisions under pressure.