A homely face does not guarantee a homely character. Appearance is the body, character is the spirit, and the soul bears the most vital qualities.
Having gone through it all had changed our outlooks. You can’t be as much of a bitch as you were before, you can’t be as much as an egomaniac, you can’t feel as much like the world owed you something, you can’t be the ‘where’s mine?’ guy.
Developing and having a positive outlook is never a coincidence; it’s a choice. You can choose to look horrible or admirable; that is no business of another person. The mind is the distillery, where all choices are brewed.
A moment is not complete until you realise it is fleeting…
No matter how much fame you get, no matter how much money you make, no matter how much admiration you get, nothing feels as monumental as when someone tells you that something you did changed their outlook on life.
A negative outlook is dangerous. When you say, “It can’t get any worse!
Life isn’t all perpetual bliss, nor is it one woeful weeping session. But you can concentrate so hard on noticing moments of one or the other that either a bright outlook or dim expectations becomes your regular illusion.
I am grateful for the rare opportunities to look at my circumstances from a higher perspective, one detached from the dim outlook I normally insist on seeing. These periodic glimpses show me life’s grandeur.
Let me be one of the upward and outward lookers, not one of the downward and inward lookers.
When thunderstorms roll in, you make a choice to either succumb with tears to the gloomy downpour, or smile and look for rainbows.