Our dreams are our own, and only we can know the effort required to keep them alive.

We are what we do, and not what we think we must do.

Love is an untamed force. When we try to control it, it destroys us. When we try to imprison it, it enslaves us. When we try to understand it, it leaves us feeling lost and confused.

Everybody has a creative potential and from the moment you can express this creative potential, you can start changing the world.

When every day seems the same, it is because we have stopped noticing the good things that appear in our lives.

The first indication that we are killing our dreams is lack of time.

Pitiful is the person who is afraid of taking risks. Perhaps this person will never be disappointed or disillusioned; perhaps she won’t suffer the way people do when they have a dream to follow. But when that person looks back – and at some point everyone looks back – she will hear her heart saying, “What have you done with the miracles that God planted in your days? What have you done with the talents God bestowed on you? You buried yourself in a cave because you were fearful of losing those talents. So this is your heritage; the certainty that you wasted your life.