There’s no regret. You can’t regret. I mean, I’ve felt regret but I’ve also refused to allow regret to sow a seed and live in me because I don’t believe it. You feel it, it’s like guilt, it’s like jealousy, it’s like all those horrible things. You’ve just got to snip them and get them out, because they’re no good.
My mother gave lots of good advice and had a lot to say. As you get older, you realize everything she said was true.
God is everywhere but He is most manifest in man. So serve man as God. That is as good as worshipping God.
It’s a good thing that beauty is only skin deep, or I’d be rotten to the core.
It is not often that someone comes along who is a true friend and a good writer.
Let’s not be afraid to speak the common sense truth: you can’t have high standards without good discipline.
Bear and endure: This sorrow will one day prove to be for your good.
I feel beautiful when I’m at peace with myself. When I’m serene, when I’m a good person, when I’ve been considerate of others.
The beginning of a friendship, the fact that two people out of the thousands around them can meet and connect and become friends, seems like a kind of magic to me. But maintaining a friendship requires work. I don’t mean that as a bad thing. Good art requires work as well.
I think every good Christian ought to kick Falwell right in the ass.