There is a limit to how much you can change to be liked for who you really are.

Eventually soulmates meet, for they have the same hiding place.

It is seeing ourselves in others that often prompts the remark, 'There's something about that person I don't trust.

My quest for cosmic understanding is a book I have picked up and put down many times, always forgetting to insert a bookmark.

My eyesight's gone, my reflexes are shot, and I can't stay awake, but thank God I can still drive.

The road to success is not a path you find, but a trail you blaze.

Fate, Chance, God’s Will — we all try to account for our lives somehow. What are the chances that two raindrops, flung from the heavens, will merge on a windowpane? Gotta be Fate.