I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.

Happiness is not made by what we own. It is what we share.

We are all afraid to say too much, to feel too deeply, to let people know what they mean to us.

Grief is the price we pay for love.

Our prime purpose in this life is to help others.

Change — real change — comes from the inside out.

It is so easy to give, so exquisitely rewarding.

If you are distressed by anything external, the pain is not due to the thing itself, but to your estimate of it.

Champions keep playing until they get it right.

It’s better to look ahead and prepare, than to look back and regret.

Tolerance, like any aspect of peace, is forever a work in progress.

You live out the confusions until they become clear.