“The days have never been long enough to do the things I would like to do. Every year has held more of interest than the year before.”

It is the simple things of life that make living worthwhile, the sweet fundamental things such as love and duty, work and rest, and living close to nature.

Home is the nicest word there is.

I believe we would be happier to have a personal revolution in our individual lives and go back to simpler living and more direct thinking.

There’s no great loss without some small gain.

There is a spirit in every home, a sort of composite spirit composed of the thoughts and feelings of the members of the family as a composite photograph is formed of the features of different individuals.

People used to have time to live and enjoy themselves, but there is no time anymore for anything but work, work, work.

It is not the things you have that make you happy. It is love and kindness and helping each other and just plain being good.

The object of all education is to make folks fit to live.

Tact does for life just what lubricating oil does for machinery.

Money hasn’t any value of its own; it represents the stored up energy of men and women and is really just someone’s promise to pay a certain amount of that energy.

Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmas-time.

Why should we need extra time in which to enjoy ourselves? If we expect to enjoy our life, we will have to learn to be joyful in all of it, not just at stated intervals when we can get time or when we have nothing else to do.

Suffering passes, while love is eternal. That’s a gift that you have received from God. Don’t waste it.

All I have told is true, but it is not the whole truth.

The uplift of a fearless heart will help us over barriers.

The world seems a lonesome place when mother has passed away and only memories of her are left.

I can be stressed, or tired, and I can go into a meditation and it all just flows off of me. I’ll come out of it refreshed and centered and that’s how I’ll feel and it’ll carry through the day.

Honesty, I don’t know how to love you less. Let alone not at all. I try my absolute best some days but this just makes me miss you more.

I cannot face another moment of inauthenticity. Not one more day. Saying no to the things that make me uncomfortable in my skin.

You’re like that fiery sunset that no one expects after a rainy day. It always makes your day brighter.

The things we see every day are the things we never see at all.

The successful men of today are men of one overmastering idea, one unwavering aim, men of single and intense purpose.

I wake up every day, and I’m a Puerto Rican girl from the Bronx. Every single day.

There comes a day when, for someone who has persecuted us, we feel only indifference, a weariness at his stupidity. Then we forgive him.