Showing off is the fool’s idea of glory.

This achieving the center, being grounded in one’s self, is about the highest state a human being can achieve.

“Where there is a rotten root, there will always be rotten fruit.” 

“Where the mind goes the man follows.” 

“You can control yourself if you really want to. I'll tell you how I know you can control yourself. If you were in a full fledged emotional temper tantrum in your house and I knocked on your front door..... Come on! Let me tell you what, you would get control of yourself, and it would only take a few seconds.” 

“We don't want to survive. We want to be healed.” 

“I don't just pray for God to open doors, I also pray for God to close doors.” 

“Don’t run to the phone, run to the throne.” 

“Excellence - Take what you have and do the BEST with it.” 

“Is there any real purpose in being alive if all we are going to do is get up every day and live only for ourselves?

“Strive for excellence, not perfection, because we don't live in a perfect world.” 

But then, if the war continues after that, I have no expectation of success.

I try to let go of the intellect and just tell the story. I only read the page I have in front of me on the screen. Then when the whole story is told, I print it, wait a week and read it.

“Of all fragrances, the sweetest is that of virtue.” 

“Pain is unavoidable, but suffering is optional.” 

“Seated by her side in the narrow cabin, pressing cold compresses to her forehead and holding her while she vomited, he felt profoundly happy....” 

“I began to wonder whether anything truly existed, whether reality wasn't an unformed and gelatinous substance only half-captured by my senses....If that were true, each of us was living in absolute isolation. The thought terrified me. I was consoled by the idea that I could take that gelatin and mold it to create anything I wanted...At times I felt that the universe fabricated from the power of the imagination had stronger and more lasting contours than the blurred realm of the flesh-and-blood creatures around me.” 

“It’s easy to judge others when we are not going through the same thing.” 

“My worst flaw is that I tell secrets, my own and everybody else's. ” 

“Be careful what you ask of Heaven; it might be granted.” 

“Each of us chooses the tone for telling his or her own story. I would like to choose the durable clarity of a platinum print, but nothing in my destiny possesses the luminosity. I live among diffuse shadings, veiled mysteries, uncertainties; the tone of telling my life is closer to that of a portrait in sepia.” 

There is not anything that can so suddenly flood the mind with shame as the conviction of ignorance, yet we are all ignorant of nearly everything there is to be known.

It is the best of all trades, to make songs, and the second best to sing them.

Oh, you should never, never doubt what nobody is sure about.