We cannot enslave others without enslaving a part of ourselves.

Without great mountains we cannot reach great heights.

You're the type who thinks of the glass as being half full, instead of half empty. "No," she said, "I'm just grateful for the glass.

So often the pain of our life is no more than a reminder to take our hand off the stove.

We spend our life building higher fences and stronger locks, when the gravest dangers are already inside

Could it be that to truly love a thing is not to desire it, but to desire happiness for it?

As we walk our individual life journeys, we pick up resentments and hurts, which attach themselves to our souls like burrs clinging to a hiker's socks. These stowaways may seem insignificant at first, but, over time, if we do not occasionally stop and shake them free, the accumulation becomes a burden to our souls.