We’re specks upon a spinning rock that loops around the sun What counts is how we treat our fellow specks before we’re done.

There’s not much risk of flying high if you stay on the ground. There’s little chance of being heard if you don’t make a sound. There’s not much hope of making waves if you won’t leave the shore. So don’t live life avoiding what makes life worth living for.

When your bookshelf hits its limit, it will buckle from the strain; lots of books can sink your shelving, but they’ll also lift your brain.

Every heartbeat, every breath, Delays the day we’ll meet our death. But life rewards the joys we bring, So why just breathe, when you can sing?

I think there’s more to life than what we sense and hear and see. I bet we only grasp the edge of all this world can be Perhaps in time we’ll find we can perceive what more is there, Or else stay deaf and blind to truth by choosing not

To show good taste, you don’t need food. Just act with grace and don’t be rude.

The secret to writing is not what you think, but what you convey when your thoughts become ink.

The hand you’re dealt has more appeal when you’re the one who gets to deal.

Don’t try to erase what you’ve written in pen; You’re only here now because you were there then. Our pasts and our paths are uniquely our own; Look back, then move forward and see how you’ve grown.

The life we get is the life we make. Don’t count the candles. Eat the cake.

Don’t sugarcoat the bittersweet. Both love and loss make life complete.

It’s kind of strange that flame-lit cakes Are how we mark the time it takes To each revolve around the sun, But hey, birthdays are pretty fun.

A.I. may tempt and fascinate, but I prefer what minds create.

My best decisions come when I consult my conscience first. When I don’t make that ask before I act, I do my worst. I try to slow things down to let my conscience choose my course And walk back steps I’ve taken that my conscience can’t endorse.

The line that divides between fiction and fact appears, to both sides, to be barely intact.

I try to mediate between the things I say and things I mean.