It’s not that I don’t trust other people, or that I don’t like them, or that I don’t respect their opinions, or that I don’t count on their actions, or that I don’t depend on others as I go through life….it’s just that I look to myself for all those things much more than I look to others. After all, it is my life and I am the one responsible for the good and for the bad of it.
My importance to the world is relatively small. On the other hand, my importance to myself is tremendous. I am all I have to work with, to play with, to suffer and to enjoy. It is not the eyes of others that I am wary of, but my own. I do not intend to let myself down more than I can possibly help and I find that the fewer illusions I have about myself or the world around me, the better company I am for myself.
Those who owe the least to fortune are in the strongest position.
People who are masters of themselves
….can end a sorrow as easily as they can invent a pleasure.
As soon as you trust yourself, you will know how to live.
Johann von Goethe
Create the kind of self that you will be happy to live with all your life.
Make the most of yourself by fanning the tiny, inner sparks of possibility into flames of achievement.
Once you can pump your own gas and take out the garbage,
you've got it made.
I love being an assertive, uppity woman.
What’s the alternative?
When we are unable to find tranquility within ourselves
….it is useless to seek it elsewhere.
Francois de la Rochefoucauld
You can’t play at life unless you live it. I’m not saying that you have to suffer, but you can’t play the blues while eating home cooking and getting your clothes washed by someone else. You have to leave your nest in order to fly. You might fall on your face, but you have to try. How can I convince anyone that my music is true if I’m still living with my momma? First hand experience is first hand experience. You don’t learn it from a book or from having your momma tell you about it. You have to go out and get it.
In the depths of winter,
I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.
Destiny is not a matter of chance; it is a matter of choice.
It is not a thing to be waited for; it is a thing to be achieved.
William Jennings Bryan
The greatest gift you can give others is to allow them to be themselves.
Those who abandon their dreams will often discourage yours.
Hard Candy Christmas
Lyrics and music by Carol Hall.
Sung by Dolly Parton.
(From the musical and film “Best Little Whorehouse In Texas”)
Hey, maybe I’ll dye my hair.
Maybe I’ll move somewhere.
Maybe I’ll clear my junk.
Maybe I’ll just get drunk.
Maybe I’ll have some fun.
Maybe I’ll meet someone and make them mine.
Me….I’ll be just fine and dandy.
Lord, it’s like a hard candy Christmas.
I’m betting getting through tomorrow,
but still I won’t let sorrow bring me way down.
I’ll be fine. I’ll be fine. I’ll be fine.
It takes two to intimidate.
I wasn’t surprised that such good things were happening to me
….because I’d never seen myself as less than I am.
Run your own race.
After a crisis….
Don’t just get back to normal,
get back to better.
Any idiot can face a crisis.
It is the day-to-day living that wears you out.
I get up every day and I just assume that I’m going to win this battle of life.
You see, that’s everlasting ego.
“Is there anything that you haven’t done that you want to do?”
Dustin Hoffman answered with a big smile:
“Yes. Everything that I haven’t done.”
No matter where you read it
or who has said it.
Not even if I have said it,
unless it agrees with your own
reason and your own common sense.
A graduation address that was never given, but probably should have been.
(Advice, like youth, is probably just wasted on the young.)
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts. Don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Don’t waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind. The race is long and in the end, it’s only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults.
Keep your old love letters.
Throw away your old bank statements.
Be kind to your knees. You’ll miss them when they’re gone.
Don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either.
Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else’s.
Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don’t be afraid of it or of what other people think if it. It’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own.
Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.
Live in the big city once, but leave before it makes you hard.
Live in the country once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will lie. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you’ll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
You know more than you think you do.
Every Monday morning….
or at the least, on the first of each month….
or at the very least, on your birthday:
Listen to your instincts.
Set your own trends.
Live outside the box.
Redefine the rules.
Dare to do it your way.
Take a leap (or two) of faith.
Savor your successes.
Celebrate the one and only you!