It's a miracle when we finally discover whom we're best equipped to serve.

Our children are extensions of ourselves in ways our parents are not, nor our brothers and sisters, nor our spouses.

It would have been sad for me to spend my life just trying to superimpose stuff on people rather than trying to encourage them to look within themselves for what's of value.

In the external scheme of things, shining moments are as brief as the twinkling of an eye, yet such twinklings are what eternity is made of — moments when we human beings can say, “I love you” ... “I'm proud of you” ... “I forgive you” ... “I'm grateful for you” ... “Whether you win anything or not, you still have great value.” That's what eternity is made of: invisible, imperishable good stuff.

It's not the honors and not the titles and not the power that is of ultimate importance. It's what resides inside.

Love isn't a state of perfect caring. It is an active noun like struggle. To love someone is to strive to accept that person exactly the way he or she is, right here and now.

There are three ways to ultimate success: The first way is to be kind. The second way is to be kind. The third way is to be kind.