“We spend our lives dreaming of the future, not realizing that a little of it slips away every day.”

Grudges are like hand grenades: it is wise to release them before they destroy you.

We can choose to gather to our hearts the thorns of disappointment, failure, loneliness, and dismay in our present situation. Or we can gather the flowers of God’s grace, boundless love, abiding presence, and unmatched joy. I choose to gather the flowers.

Forgiveness is a stunning principle, your ticket out of hate and fear and chaos.

Your face is a billboard advertising your philosophy of life!

No one likes change… but babies in diapers.

Life can be wonderful. Do your best not to miss it!” Enjoy what it is before it isn’t anymore. Dare to slip on a pair of bunny slippers once in a while! Surprise yourself! Enjoy the little things because one day you’ll look back and realize they were the big things!

Laughter is to life what shock absorbers are to automobiles. It won’t take the potholes out of the road, but it sure makes the ride smoother

Smile…it kills time between disasters.

Have we forgotten that we’re all born the same way: naked, wet, and hungry? Then things get worse!

Faith is seeing light with your heart when all your eyes see is darkness.

Life is too short to spend it being angry, bored, or dull.

Allow your dreams a place in your prayers and plans. God-given dreams can help you move into the future He is preparing for you.

Being codependent means that when you die, someone else’s life passes before your eyes.

If you can forgive the person you were, accept the person you are, and believe in the person you will become, you are headed for joy. So celebrate your life.

How will you use the years God gives you? Will you be remembered for being a fault-finder? Or will you be known for your quick smile, the laugh lines around your eyes, and the twinkle deep within? After all, God gives you your face, but you provide the expression!

Always remember that better days are ahead – if not in this life, in the next.

Modern art is a disaster area. Never in the field of human history has so much been used by so many to say so little.

We are a little piece of continual change, looking at an infinite quantity of continual change.

Hearing that [David] Bowie passed was like you don’t really believe it. It’s as if the sky shifted a little bit, to remind you it was there.

Every time I come home, and every time before I leave, I invite all my friends and I get hummus from this little shack in Tel Aviv called Baadunas.

I feel like people just let each other live a little more in New York.

I have spent myself on all kinds of things … I have advanced much politically but I have written little and moreover have written it badly.

Men demonstrate their courage far more often in little things than in great.

But every little difference may become a big one if it is insisted on.