We wait for the rains to cease, the clouds to part, and the sun to shine before saying life is good. Ironically, it is because we endure the storms that life seems so wonderfully bright...

My life outlook isn’t cloudy. That’s just the weather report for the rest of my life.

Happiness, thou art naught but an illusion. Thy enchantments are cast upon my eyes, my mind, my spellbound heart. Dependent upon nothing but thy victim’s perception of thee, souls soar at thy artful hand! I...

There is nothing inconsistent about having a conservative outlook and being vigorous.

Perspective alone can make an experience positive or negative, but regardless of which you let it become, it can only have as much power over your outlook on life as you give it.

When thunderstorms roll in, you make a choice to either succumb with tears to the gloomy downpour or smile and look for rainbows.