When you feel like you've given all you've got! You gotta take one more step!
When you have fans telling you their stories it makes you feel like you're not alone.
Keep God in your heart like you keep money in the bank.
Love me like you'll never see me again.
Nobody gives you money for nothing, and that's the lesson with the Clintons. Nobody gives you money because they like you.
You have to like yourself before you can do anything!
There is no one and there will never be anyone like you.
That's what is most satisfying, is having overcome that pain. Pain that is so intense that when you finish, it feels like you're going to die. That's what I wanted, and that's what I got.
Folks, we are in the midst of dangerous times like you cannot believe, and Donald J. Trump is the target.
Sometimes you meet a person and you just click-you're comfortable with them, like you've known them your whole life, and you don't have to pretend to be anyone or anything.
You can't make people like you under the best of circumstances, and you certainly can't make them like you while you're actively badgering them on what you perceive to be their failures of conscience.
I feel like I failed," I said. "Don't beat yourself up," Jim said. "She might not have turned out like you planned, but that don't mean she turned out wrong.
Advice, like youth, probably wasted on the young
I've always wanted to have a neighbor just like you. I've always wanted to live in a neighborhood with you.
Ah! My dear friend painting is to us what the music of Berlioz and Wagner was before us - a consolatory art for sore hearts! And yet there are only a few like you and me who feel it!!!
Begin within. If it shows up in your life, it's coming to tell you something about you that you're acting like you don't know. Something about yourself, or your relationship with God.
If you like yourself, other people will like you
I don't know if people really know, when you shoot a TV show like you're really family and it really works, it's because it seems real to everybody, even to us. We were all so very close.
There is a seeded bread that I bring from South Africa. I bring home 10, 20 loaves. I am so bad with this bread. I've literally been in hotels and brought my own: "Please, can you toast this? I have my own bread. " They're like, "You have your own bread?" And I'll pull it out!
One of the surprises of being a grown-up is embracing the fact that you see your friends when you are both available. It's not like you hang out all the time. . . . It's just the reality.