It eluded us then, but that's no matter—tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther. . . . And then one fine morning— So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.

So when the blue smoke of brittle leaves was in the air and the wind blew the wet laundry stiff on the line I decided to come back home.

A man does not recover from such jolts-- he becomes a different person and, eventually, the new person finds new things to care about.

The thin tunes, holding lost times and future hopes in liaison, twisted upon the Valais night.

Life is supposed to be about love and good times, and so I've forgiven myself after paying the consequences of my bad decisions, and I'm ready to move forward and allow my life to be a light to others that it's never over, even for a person like me, who has lost a tremendous amount of respect among my peers, my fans, my friends and family.

Do not force me to look any longer at what I have become. Tell me instead what is to come.

Never be a prisoner of your past. Become the architect of you future. You will never be the same.

Only the lower natures forget themselves and become something new. For instance, the butterfly has entirely forgotten that it was a caterpillar; perhaps in turn it can forget that it was a butterfly so completely that it can become a fish. The

Don't let the mistakes and disappointments of the past control and direct your future.

God never shuts one door without opening a bigger better door. Hang in there. You are closer to success than you may think.

Never let the defeat of the past rob you of the success of your future.

Sometimes what we deem a failure at the time it happens actually serves to foster a change within us that creates an even greater success down the road.