“If it doesn’t feel right, don’t do it. That is the lesson, and that lesson alone will save you a lot of grief.”

There is no greater gift you can give or receive than to honor your calling. It’s why you were born. And how you become most truly alive.

You cannot wait for someone to save you, to help you, to complete you. No one can complete you. You complete yourself.

No experience is wasted. Everything in life is happening to grow you up, to fill you up, to help you become more of who you were created to be.

If friends disappoint you over and over, that’s in large part your own fault.

You teach people how to treat you.

Worrying is wasted time. Use the same energy for doing something about whatever worries you.

You can have it all. You just can’t have it all at once.

Helping others is the way we help ourselves.

Create the highest, grandest vision possible for your life, because you become what you believe.

When you have done everything that you can do, surrender. Give yourself up to the power and energy that’s greater than yourself.

What you focus on expands, and when you focus on the goodness in your life, you create more of it.

Follow your feelings. If it feels right, move forward. If it doesn’t feel right, don’t do it.

You are responsible for your life. It doesn’t matter what your Mama did. It doesn’t matter what your Daddy didn’t do. You are responsible for your life.

You define your own life. Don’t let other people write your script.

Nobody’s journey is seamless or smooth. We all stumble. We all have setbacks. It’s just life’s way of saying, Time to change course.

I am a woman in process. I’m just trying like everybody else. I try to take every conflict, every experience, and learn from it. Life is never dull.

There are griefs which grow with years.

Beware the easy griefs / that fool and fuel nothing.

Night time thoughts lead nowhere but into melancholy.

Fretting grief the enemy of life.

The griefs of private men are soon allayed, But not of kings.

Music, such music, is a sufficient gift. Why ask for happiness; why hope not to grieve? It is enough, it is to be blessed enough, to live from day to day and to hear such music-not too much, or the soul could not sustain it-from time to time.

One flesh they are; and one flesh, so I’d guess, Has but one heart, come grief or happiness.

There are two things at which most men are grieved: when their faults are exposed, and when their virtues are concealed.