Take a leap of faith and begin this wondrous new year by believing. Believe in yourself. And believe that there is a loving Source – a Sower of Dreams – just waiting to be asked to help you make your dreams come true.
Nobody gets argued all the way into becoming a believer on the sheer basis of logic and reason. That requires a leap of faith.
Don’t ask yourself what the world needs; ask yourself what makes you come alive. And then go and do that. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.
Why do you stay in prison when the door is so wide open?
Never give up, which is the lesson I learned from boxing. As soon as you learn to never give up, you have to learn the power and wisdom of unconditional surrender, and that one doesn’t cancel out the other; they just exist as contradictions. The wisdom of it comes as you get older.
Growth demands a temporary surrender of security.
Let the winds of evidence blow you about as though you are a leaf, with no direction of your own. Beware lest you fight a rearguard retreat against the evidence, grudgingly conceding each foot of ground only when forced, feeling cheated. Surrender to the truth as quickly as you can.
No man is great enough or wise enough for any of us to surrender our destiny to. The only way in which anyone can lead us is to restore to us the belief in our own guidance.
The present and the past coexist, but the past shouldn’t be in flashback.
I don’t believe necessarily the past is in the past. It’s eternal, it’s all around us.
The past is not simply the past, but a prism through which the subject filters his own changing self-image.
Your future takes precedence over your past. Focus on your future, rather than on the past.
I would like to find a stew that will give me heartburn immediately, instead of at three o’clock in the morning.
No man in the world has more courage than the man who can stop after eating one peanut.
As a child my family’s menu consisted of two choices: take it or leave it.
You can find your way across this country using burger joints the way a navigator uses stars.
Give a man a fish and he has food for a day; teach him how to fish and you can get rid of him for the entire weekend.
Weekends don’t pay as well as weekdays but at least there’s football.
The only reason why we ask other people how their weekend was is so we can tell them about our own weekend.
Better days are coming. They are called Saturday and Sunday.
The chains of habit are generally too small to be felt until they are too strong to be broken.
A bad habit never disappears miraculously. It’s an undo-it-yourself project.
Abigail Van Buren
The hard must become habit. The habit must become easy. The easy must become beautiful.
Nothing so needs reforming as other people’s habits.