“Let go of yesterday. Let today be a new beginning and be the best that you can, and you’ll get to where God wants you to be.”

Have a big vision; believe for what seems impossible.

There’s power in the broken pieces. Your brokenness can become your breakthrough.

You can’t see it, but God is working behind the scenes. He’s making things happen that you couldn’t make happen.

Sometimes God will take things away that we think we need, so we’ll have to depend on Him and not people.

Trust Him with the open doors and trust Him with the closed doors.

It may feel like God has forgotten about you, but your time is coming.

You’re the one to set a new standard. You’re the one to defy the odds.

We fight too many battles that don’t matter.

God is working in the trouble. He’s working in that situation that’s difficult.

God is saying, “Be still and know that I am God.

God is on the throne. Him being for you is more than the world being against you. God won’t allow you to get into a problem that He can’t get you out of.

Your destiny is too great, your assignment too important, your time too valuable. Don’t let fear intimidate you.

Live from a place of peace.

God has equipped you, empowered you, and anointed you.

Have faith to believe for the impossible.

God has the final say over your dreams. People may have discouraged you, but what He promised is on the way.

It is simply wrong to begin with a theme, symbol or other abstract unifying agent, and then try to force characters and events to conform to it.

Argentine political life is like the life of an ant community or an African forest tribe: full of events, full of crisis and deaths, but life is always cyclical, and the year ends as it begins.

It’s very attractive to people to be a victim. Instead of having to think out the whole situation, about history and your group and what you are doing. If you begin from the point of view of being a victim, you’ve got it half-made. I mean intellectually.

My mother, was perfectly horrified when I began shooting and tried to keep me in school, but I would run away and go quail shooting in the woods or trim my dresses with wreaths of wildflowers.

The third big war will begin when the big city is burning.

But what if I fail of my purpose here? It is but to keep the nerves at strain, to dry one’s eyes and laugh at a fall, and baffled, get up and begin again.

Humiliation is the beginning of sanctification.

Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.