Happy People Are Not Their Own Enemies,

When We Forgive Evil We Do Not Excuse It, We Do Not Tolerate It, We Do Not Smother It. We Look The Evil Full In The Face, Call It What It Is, Let Its Horror Shock And Stun And Enrage Us, And Only Then Do We Forgive It.

Some People Ask Who They Are And Expect Their Feelings To Tell Them. But Feelings Are Flickering Flames That Fade After Every Fitful Stimulus. Some People Ask Who They Are And Expect Their Achievements To Tell Them. But The Things We Accomplish Always Leave A Core Of Character Unrevealed. Some People Ask Who They Are And Expect Visions Of Their Ideal Self To Tell Them. But Our Visions Can Only Tell Us What We Want To Be, Not What We Are

My Wife Has Lived With At Least Five Different Men Since We Were Wed - And Each Of The Five Has Been Me.

You Will Know That Forgiveness Has Begun When You Recall Those Who Hurt You And Feel The Power To Wish Them Well.

We Feel Properly Embarrassed When We Are Caught Doing Something That Makes Us Look Inept, Knuckleheaded, Or Inappropriate. Maybe The Difference Is This: We Feel Embarrassed Because We Look Bad, And We Feel Shame Because We Think We Are Bad. When We Are Embarrassed, We Feel Socially Foolish. When We Are Shamed, We Feel Morally Unworthy.