The happiest people I know are people who don't even think about being happy. They just think about being good neighbors, good people. And then happiness sort of sneaks in the back window while they are busy doing good.

In all my years of counselling those near death, I've yet to hear anyone say they wish they had spent more time at the office

I'm not perfect, ... But i'm enough

We tend to take on the coloration of the setting in which we find ourselves.

None of us has the power to make someone else love us. But we all have the power to give away love, to love other people. And if we do so, we change the kind of world we live in.

I suspect that the happiest people you know are the ones who work at being kind, helpful and reliable - and happiness sneaks into their lives while they are busy doing those things. It is a by-product, never a primary goal.

Good people will do good things, lots of them, because they are good people. They will do bad things because they are human.