“A ship should not ride on a single anchor, nor life on a single hope.”

He who is not happy with little will never be happy with much.

Don’t live by your own rules, but in harmony with nature.

Circumstances don’t make the man, they only reveal him to himself.

When you are offended at any man’s fault, turn to yourself and study your own failings. Then you will forget your anger.

No matter where you find yourself, comport yourself as if you were a distinguished person.

It is our attitude toward events, not events themselves, which we can control. Nothing is by its own nature calamitous, even death is terrible only if we fear it.

Other people’s views and troubles can be contagious. Don’t sabotage yourself by unwittingly adopting negative, unproductive attitudes through your associations with others.

All philosophy lies in two words, sustain and abstain.

No matter what happens, it is within my power to turn it to my advantage.

Happiness and personal fulfillment are the natural consequences of doing the right thing.

The more we value things outside our control, the less control we have.

He is a wise man who does not grieve for the things which he has not, but rejoices for those which he has.

We all carry the seeds of greatness within us, but we need an image as a point of focus in order that they may sprout.

The key is to keep company only with people who uplift you, whose presence calls forth your best.

If you would be a reader, read; if a writer, write.

No great thing is created suddenly. There must be time. Give your best and always be kind.

This time you’ve dug yourself an anchor too heavy to move ahead with.

There was a point where if you had told me I was going to be a national morning anchor,

Alone! Alone! No beacon, far or near! No chart, no compass, and no anchor stay!

The anchor of meaning resides in an abyss, deeper than the reach of despair.

I don’t want the news to be patriotic. I don’t want to see flags on the lapels of the anchors. I don’t want any of that.

Anchor me to the depths of the ocean that is your heart.

We all carry the heaviest anchors without anyone having a clue about it.

Feelings come and go like clouds in a windy sky. Conscious breathing is my anchor.