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    “Men are wise in proportion, not to their experience, but to their capacity for experience.” ~ George Bernard Shaw

      “Success is processional. It’s the result of a series of small disciplines that lead us into habitual patterns of success that no longer require consistent will or effort.” ~ Anthony Robbins, Awaken the Giant Within

        “To this day, even when I hear about problems, as you’ve probably noticed, I tend to call them challenges. I don’t dwell on them, and I immediately focus on how I can convert the challenge into an opportunity.”

        Tony Robbins, Awaken the Giant Within

          “In life, never spend more than 10 percent of your time on the problem, and spend at least 90 percent of your time on the solution. Most important, don’t sweat the small stuff… and remember, it’s all small stuff!” ~ Anthony Robbins, Awaken the Giant Within

            “Our goal is not to ignore the problems of life, but to put ourselves in better mental and emotional states where we can not only come up with solutions, but act upon them.” ~ Anthony Robbins, Awaken the Giant Within

              “We don’t have to feel negative about weeds. They’re a part of life. We need to see them, acknowledge them, focus on the solution, and immediately do whatever it takes to eliminate their influence from our lives.” ~ Anthony Robbins, Awaken the Giant Within

                “Habit is either the best of servants or the worst of masters.” ~ Nathaniel Emmons

                  “I remember reading about the astounding number of people in this country who die within three years of retiring, which proves to me that if you lose the sense that you are producing or contributing in some way, you literally lose the will to live, and that if you do have a reason to hang on, you will.” ~ Anthony Robbins, Awaken the Giant Within

                    “There is always a place in the world for those who are willing to give of their time, energy, capital, creativity, and commitment.” ~ Anthony Robbins, Awaken the Giant Within

                    Because I Could Not Stop for Death

                      Because I could not stop for Death,
                      He kindly stopped for me;
                      The carriage held but just ourselves
                      And Immortality.

                      We slowly drove, he knew no haste,
                      And I had put away
                      My labor, and my leisure too,
                      For his civility.

                      We passed the school where children played
                      At wrestling in a ring;
                      We passed the fields of gazing grain,
                      We passed the setting sun.

                      We paused before a house that seemed
                      A swelling of the ground;
                      The roof was scarcely visible,
                      The cornice but a mound.

                      Since then ’tis centuries; but each
                      Feels shorter than the day
                      I first surmised the horses’ heads
                      Were toward eternity.

                      ~ Emily Dickinson

                      If I Can Stop

                        If I can stop one heart from breaking,

                        I shall not live in vain;

                        If I can ease one life the aching,

                        Or cool one pain,

                        Or help one fainting robin

                        Unto his nest again,

                        I shall not live in vain.

                        ~ Emily Dickinson

                        T’is So Much Joy

                          ’T is so much joy! ’T is so much joy!

                          If I should fail, what poverty!

                          And yet, as poor as I

                          Have ventured all upon a throw;

                          Have gained! Yes! Hesitated so

                          This side the victory!

                          Life is but life, and death but death!

                          Bliss is but bliss, and breath but breath!

                          And if, indeed, I fail,

                          At least to know the worst is sweet.

                          Defeat means nothing but defeat,

                          No drearier can prevail!

                          And if I gain,—oh, gun at sea,

                          Oh, bells that in the steeples be,

                          At first repeat it slow!

                          For heaven is a different thing

                          Conjectured, and waked sudden in,

                          And might o’erwhelm me so!

                          ~ Emily Dickinson

                            “When we plant a rose seed in the earth, we notice that it is small, but we do not criticize it as “rootless and stemless.” We treat it as a seed, giving it the water and nourishment required of a seed. When it first shoots up out of the earth, we don’t condemn it as immature and underdeveloped; nor do we criticize the buds for not being open when they appear. We stand in wonder at the process taking place and give the plant the care it needs at each stage of its development. The rose is a rose from the time it is a seed to the time it dies. Within it, at all times, it contains its whole potential. It seems to be constantly in the process of change; yet at each state, at each moment, it is perfectly all right as it is.” ~ Timothy Gallwey