“All I know to do is to light the candle that has been given to me.”

Successful people just love what they’re doing, and they love it in front of others.

The kingdom of God is for the broken hearted.

Little by little we human beings are confronted with situations that give us more and more clues that we are not perfect.

If you could only sense how important you are to the lives of those you meet; how important you can be to the people you may never even dream of.

The older I get, the more convinced I am that the space between people who are trying their best to understand each other is hallowed ground.

One of my wise teachers, Dr. Orr, told me, ‘There is only one thing evil cannot stand, and that is forgiveness.

Real strength has to do with helping others.

The world needs a sense of worth, and it will achieve it only by its people feeling that they are worthwhile.

Forgiveness is a strange thing. It can sometimes be easier to forgive our enemies than our friends. It can be hardest of all to forgive people we love.

Knowing that we can be loved exactly as we are gives us all the best opportunity for growing into the healthiest of people.

Anything that’s human is mentionable, and anything that is mentionable can be more manageable.

Love is like infinity: You can’t have more or less infinity, and you can’t compare two things to see if they’re “equally infinite.” Infinity just is, and that’s the way I think love is, too.

You rarely have time for everything you want in this life, so you need to make choices. And hopefully your choices can come from a deep sense of who you are.

There are three ways to ultimate success: The first way is to be kind. The second way is to be kind. The third way is to be kind.

Anyone who does anything to help a child in his life is a hero to me.

Often when you think you’re at the end of something, you’re at the beginning of something else.

All the darkness of the night is no match for a single candle that refuses to die out.

Before she knew it was candles, did she think she’d done it herself? With the amazing turns of her hips.

I have candles going, and small objects that remind me of what I am working on, or bring me into the world of the character.

She was the kind of person who would rather light a candle than curse the darkness.

Grief does not expire like a candle or the beacon on a lighthouse. It simply changes temperature. It becomes a kind of personal weather system.

Attempting to understand consciousness with your mind, is like trying to illuminate the sun with a candle.

Behold a candle, how it gives its light. It weeps its life away drop by drop in order to give forth its flame of light.

Do not become the candle that gives light to others but itself remains in darkness.