If I could reach up and hold a star for every time you've made me smile, the entire evening sky would be in the palm of my hand.

If I could reach up and hold a star for every time you've made me smile, the entire evening sky would be in the palm of my hand.

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We think too much and feel too little.

You see things; and you say 'Why?' But I dream things that never were; and I say 'Why not?'

If you think you are too small to make a difference, try sleeping with a mosquito.

Cease worrying about things which are beyond the power of our will.

You don't think your way into a new kind of living. You live your way into a new kind of thinking.

When you write, you bleed a little piece of your soul onto the page.