“When you can’t change the direction of the wind — adjust your sails”

Remember that everyone you meet is afraid of something, loves something and has lost something.

I never expect to lose. Even when I’m the underdog, I still prepare a victory speech.

Grind it out. Hanging on just one second longer than your competition makes you the winner.

Become someone’s hero.

Never make fun of someone who speaks broken English. It means they know another language.

Show respect for everyone who works for a living, regardless of how trivial their job.

The best preparation for tomorrow is doing your best today.

If you’re doing your best, you won’t have any time to worry about failure.

Marrying an old bachelor is like buying second-hand furniture.

Read carefully anything that requires your signature. Remember the big print giveth and the small print taketh away.

A true friend encourages us, comforts us, supports us like a big easy chair, offering us a safe refuge from the world.

Ask yourself if you would feel comfortable giving your two best friends a key to your house. If not, look for some new best friends.

In the confrontation between the stream and the rock, the stream always wins, not through strength but by perseverance.

I’ve learned that every great achievement was once considered impossible

Remember that everyone is influenced by kindness.

Keep a note pad and pencil on your bedside table. Million-dollar ideas sometimes strike at 3 A.M.

If you want to change the world, pick up your pen and write.

I understand that change is frightening for people, especially if there’s nothing to go to. It’s best to stay where you are. I understand that.

Those who fight the hardest for change are the ones who most believe its possible.

In the 1960s, The National Education Association changed its character. The NEA changed into a union. And from that point on you can see deterioration in the quality of schooling in the United States.

Always the edge of the sea remains an elusive and indefinable boundary. The shore has a dual nature, changing with the swing of the tides, belonging now to the land, now to the sea.

“I wish things we different” he said. “we are the ones that make the difference” she said.

It is the music which makes it what it is; it is the music which changes the place from the rear room of a saloon in back of the yards to a fairy place, a wonderland, a little comer of the high mansions of the sky.

“You’re growing in so many ways you don’t even realize yet” said the soul.