“Joyfulness keeps the heart and face young. A good laugh makes us better friends with ourselves and everybody around us.”

A good system shortens the road to the goal.

Man becomes a slave to his constantly repeated acts. What he at first chooses, at last compels.

The man who has not learned the secret of taking the drudgery out of his task by flinging his whole soul into it, has not learned the first principles of success or happiness.

The beginning of a habit is like an invisible thread, but every time we repeat the act we strengthen the strand, add to it another filament, until it becomes a great cable and binds us irrevocably thought and act.

A strong, successful man is not the victim of his environment. He creates favorable conditions. His own inherent force and energy compel things to turn out as he desires.

We lend power to the things we fear!

Poverty often hides her charms under an ugly mask; yet thousands have been forced into greatness by their very struggle to keep the wolf from the door.

Most men fail, not through lack of education or agreeable personal qualities, but from lack of dogged determination, from lack of dauntless will.

It is what we do easily and what we like to do that we do well.

Real happiness is so simple that most people do not recognize it. It is derived from the simplest, the quietest, the most unpretentious things in the world.

Your expectations opens or closes the doors of your supply, If you expect grand things, and work honestly for them, they will come to you, your supply will correspond with your expectation.

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

You will find the whole world will change to you when you change your attitude toward it.

Good cheer is a great lubricant; it oils all of life’s machinery.

There is no medicine like hope, no incentive so great, and no tonic so powerful as expectation of something tomorrow.

Believe with all your heart that you will do what you were made to do.

I still find myself searching the crowds for your face.

When people see an actor speak, they think they know him or her, whereas I’m just a face or a body to them.

People who cannot see through souls will keep searching for beauty in faces and will never find it.

This is face blindness, but not really it. Among all the faces I see, I could only see yours.

You can be a pretty face, but if you’re not a nice person, it just doesn’t work.

I wish to meet you when you madly dance in the rain, sipping on whiskey, feeling every drop touching your beautiful face.

Ego is a false mask, it hides your original face.

Through my up and down I keep a big smile on my face because I know I’m blessed to be alive.