Regret Is The Most Tiresome Of Companions.

The Further Along We Get On Our Life Journey The More We Wonder About Those Who Traveled Before Us And Paved The Road.

There Are Far Too Many People For Us To Think About Each Of Them During Our Short Stay On Earth—like The Thousands Of Books In A Library We Haven’t Time To Read In An Afternoon. But This Is No Excuse To Cease Browsing. For Every Now And Then, We Find That One Book That Reaches Us Deep Inside And Introduces Us To Ourselves. And, In Someone Else’s Story, We Come To Understand Our Own.

Life Is What Happens To Us While We're Planning Something Else.

Every Life Can Be Learned From, As Either A Flame Of Hope Or A Cautionary Flare.

I Think The Secret To A Hoppy Life Is A Selective Memory. Remember What You Are Most Grateful For And Quickly Forget What Your Not.