“And now that you don't have to be perfect, you can be good.”

If we could learn to like ourselves, even a little, maybe our cruelties and angers might melt away.

On every thorn, delightful wisdom grows, In every rill a sweet instruction flows.

We cannot change our memories, but we can change their meaning and the power they have over us.

The final proof of greatness lies in being able to endure criticism without resentment.

We see things not as they are, but as we are. Our perception is shaped by our previous experiences.

Our kindness may be the most persuasive argument for that which we believe.