I slept and dreamt that life was joy. I awoke and saw that life was service. I acted and behold, service was joy.
He who wants to do good knocks at the gate; he who loves finds the gate open.
I have become my own version of an optimist. If I can’t make it through one door, I’ll go through another door – or I’ll make a door. Something terrific will come no matter how dark the present.
