I believe in beauty. I believe in goodness. I believe in the power of turning: the other cheek, time, curve of the earth.

Maybe it’s not about having a beautiful day, but about finding beautiful moments. Maybe a whole day is just too much to ask. I could choose to believe that in every day, in all things, no matter how dark and ugly, there are shards of beauty if I look for them.

I think this is what we all want to hear: that we are not alone in hitting the bottom, and that it is possible to come out of that place courageous, beautiful, and strong.

Stop listening to the TV tell you about America the beautiful . . . get up and be America the beautiful.

We inhabit an internal world that is subject to diversification. Every day we undergo personal transformation based upon experiences, thoughts, and feelings.

Habits are familiar and comfortable, putting our reactions on autopilot and often leading us, instead, to great discomfort.