Having the worst day of your life, don’t worry, it will be over in about 24 hours’ time
Happiness in life is not measured by the things we achieve, the places we go, or the route that we take to get there. Happiness in life is measured by the people that we share all of our experiences with.
God made man to go by motives, and he will not go without them, any more than a boat without steam or a balloon without gas.
Give me six hours to chop down a tree, and I will spend the first four sharpening the ax.
Get up today and be the best you can so that everyone envy you
Freedom is not the absence of commitments, but the ability to choose – and commit myself to – what is best for me.
For you know that when your faith is tested, your endurance has a chance to grow. Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything.
For to be free is not merely to cast off one’s chains, but to live in a way that respects and enhances the freedom of others.
Every tomorrow has two handles. We can take hold of it with the handle of anxiety or the handle of faith.
Every morning, you are to make decisions, your choices are what defines your day
Don’t rob a friend, a partner, family member or the world of someone that could have been a real companion, and someone that could make a difference. Don’t ever give up being special!
Don’t rely on someone else for your happiness and self-worth. Only you can be responsible for that. If you can’t love and respect yourself – no one else will be able to make that happen. Accept who you are – completely; the good and the bad – and make changes as YOU see fit – not because you think someone else wants you to be different.
Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.
Does the sun ask itself, “Am I good? Am I worthwhile? Is there enough of me?” No, it burns and it shines. Does the sun ask itself, “What does the moon think of me? How does Mars feel about me today?” No it burns, it shines. Does the sun ask itself, “Am I as big as other suns in other galaxies?” No, it burns, it shines.