Tomorrow is an illusion suggesting that another chance always exists. It is a dangerously false illusion.

It’s too bad we’re not all teddy bears. More stuffing would only make us cuter and cuddlier.

Dress yourself in the silks of benevolence because kindness makes you beautiful.

You can’t argue with insanity. You can stare at it, gaping and incredulous, but arguing with it is futile.

Oh, mightiest wind,wilt thou cease thy breathing inand hold thy exhales?

Life isn’t all grand, but it isn’t all miserable either. There’s both sweet and sour in every day. So why focus on the ugly when you can gaze at what’s beautiful? Concentrate on the good.

You may be the only person left who believes in you, but it’s enough. It takes just one star to pierce a universe of darkness. Never give up.

Raging fires grow from the tiniest spark; it is the same principle at work in life. As long as there’s a spark, tend to your fire. Never give up. 

Life is a book that someone else is reading—and you, a key character—hencethe need for continual conflict and resolution. We can’t have any boring books.

Some live for their own joy and pleasure. Some live to ease the burdens of others. Then there are those who seem to exist for pain’s sake only; that in the end the wrathful fire...

All truth starts out as a wish; hence, reality is born from fairytale.”from—”My Aquarius

Few realize how loud their expressions really are. Be kind with what you wordlessly say.

When I sit down to write I actually ask myself, ‘Who do you want to be today?’

People are drawn to you because you make them feel happy; I understand that. But wouldn’t it be nice to have people flock to you wishing for your happiness?

I’m going on a diet. (Crud, I know)I am going to be cranky. I am going to be irritable.I am going to be moody and sad and mean. And, yes, I am going to be hungry. Please don’t...

In constant view keeps mightily true an honest resolve to do.

One smile has the power to…Calm fears.Soften stone walls.Warm a cold heart.Invite a new friend.Mimic a loving hug.Beautify the bearer.Lighten heavy loads.Promote good deeds.Brighten a gloomy day.Comfort a grieving spirit.Offer hope to the forlorn.Send a...

Kind words and tender affections will not save me from this lake of woe and misery, but they may be enough of a buoy to prevent my drowning.

What you perceive as a failure today may actually be a crucial step towards the success you seek. Never give up.

It is a pleasurable thing to earn the admiration of others, but it is a far better feeling to honestly admire thyself.

Death was a quiet evil, unavoidable like the dark night and defenseless sleep and tearful sorrows. It had hunted her down and slithered close, wanting only to smother every last flicker of life.”—from “My Aquarius

Be thankful for your allotment in an imperfect world. Though better circumstances can be imagined, far worse are nearer misses than you probably care to realize.

The first real day of spring is like the first time a boy holds your hand. A flood of skin-tingling warmth consumes you, and everything shines with a fresh, colorful glow, making you forget that...

Saying ‘I’m sorry’ is saying ‘I love you’ with a wounded heart in one hand and your smothered pride in the other.

Let the giggles fill your mouth because nothing tastes as sweet as laughter.

Life isn’t all perpetual bliss, nor is it one woeful weeping session. But you can concentrate so hard on noticing moments of one or the other that either a bright outlook or dim expectations becomes...

To punish someone for your own mistakes or for the consequences of your own actions, to harm another by shifting blame that is rightly yours; this is a wretched and cowardly sin.

Had she any respect for him at all, his words would’ve affected her. But no value accompanies comments spewed from the mouth of a brute.

No misery compares to staring at a clear night’s sky with arms stretched toward a coveted star, wishing on what is forever out of reach.

My generosity must bear a cost or there’d be no value in what you gain from it. There’d be no second thought for me, the tiny, humble mankin who came to save you. Is it...

Pray each morning and each night.Talk to God and be polite.Tell Him what you’re grateful for.Leave your troubles at His door.Share your wishes, needs, and hopes.Ask God what to do to cope.Tell Him all you...

Severing our young and fragile friendship was a sad ordeal, but sadder still was the fact that this friend found it so difficult to respond to my immediate need, unlike a dreamed boy who always...

Your problem is in thinking the sky’s the limit. Why set limits?

Years ago, a group of good, wise, brave, God-fearing men stood up to claim and defend the human right for independence. Those men are now dead. Their work is not. But if good, wise, brave,...

Christmas is a whisper of peace and a sigh of hope on the lips of love.

Have you noticed how children never bypass a puddle of water, but jump, splash, and slosh right through it? That’s because they know an important truth: Life was meant to be lived; puddles were meant...

There are still blue skies and rainbows and days bathed in sunlight. There are colorful shade trees filled with sweet bird songs. And there are wishing stars in the heavens as well as angels in...

Rain is a lullaby heard through a thick, isolating blanket of clouds. It is the tinkling harp of water droplets; a moist breath whistling through willow reeds; a pattering beat background to the mourner’s melody....

It’s a sweet thing to sit quietly in the early-morning darkness and talk to God for a while. It’s amazing what you gain from the conversation.

Forgiveness is a revolving door positioned in your path. You must step through it to move on, but it takes both timing and choice to escape walking circles inside.

Knowing the path to follow doesn’t make it a breeze to step along. If every desire were only a skip, hop, and a jump away, we’d all have arrived.

Walk with me for a while, my friend—you in my shoes, I in yours—and then let us talk.

Love is not complicated—just smile, hug, kiss, be kind, and repeat.

Write the ending first and then you’ll know before the opening sentence that it’s going to be a good book.

I’m generally quite happy until someone tells me I’m not. I don’t see how they know I’m not, but suddenly I feel less happy.

A session of boasting won’t attract any real friends. It will set you up on a pedestal, however, making you a clearer target.

Easter is…Joining in a birdsong,Eying an early sunrise,Smelling yellow daffodils,Unbolting windows and doors,Skipping through meadows,Cuddling newborns,Hoping, believing,Reviving spent life,Inhaling fresh air,Sprinkling seeds along furrows,Tracking in the mud.Easter is the soul’s first taste of spring.

From the beginning, man could look up at a vast universe dotted by innumerable stars to find every evidence that he was nothing. This evidence has only grown stronger as science and technology record an...

A writer writesregardless…even though…notwithstanding…despite…at any rate…anyhow…nevertheless…in the face of…undeterred by…heedless of…and because.The true writer simply continues to write.

A guilty conscience pushed me to try harder—which I did for what seemed like a tremendous amount of wasted time, staring bug-eyed at uncooperative pencils. What was missing? The answer seemed obvious—intense emotional incentive. But...