The best way to dispel negative thoughts is to require that they have a purpose.

When you have brought up kids, there are memories you store directly in your tear ducts.

Why be saddled with this thing called life expectancy? Of what relevance to an individual is such a statistic? Am I to concern myself with an allotment of days I never had and was never promised? Must I check off each day of my life as if I am subtracting from this imaginary hoard? No, on the contrary, I will add each day of my life to my treasure of days lived. And with each day, my treasure will grow, not diminish.

From an aunt, long ago: "Death has come for me many times but finds me always in my lovely garden and leaves me there, I think, as an excuse to return.

The artist uses the talent he has, wishing he had more talent. The talent uses the artist it has, wishing it had more artist.

I don't know that there are real ghosts and goblins, But there are always more trick-or-treaters than neighborhood kids.

You can bear your troubles or shrug them off. They're your shoulders.