Dr Phil McGraw

Well, I’m not sure what pop psychology is, but I don’t like it.

I didn’t just come in on a load of turnips!

Happiness isn’t a one-size-fits-all proposition. You must define what it looks like for you and then make a conscious effort to access whatever gets you to your unique definition of joy.

When you have the right script for your life, you will always be the star of the show.

Sometimes you have to make the right decision, and sometimes you have to make the decision right.

If you believe you deserve better, you will create better for yourself.

The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again.

Yesterday’s just a memory, tomorrow is never what it’s supposed to be.

Every one of us have things that we believe about ourselves when nobody else is looking, nobody else is listening, nobody else is monitoring what we’re doing. We believe things about ourselves.

I don’t believe in geniuses, I believe in hard work.

If you become a teacher, by your pupils you’ll be taught.

To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.

Every situation needs a hero. Step up and be that for your child.

We all have a social mask, right? We put it on, we go out, put our best foot forward, our best image. But behind that social mask is a personal truth, what we really, really believe about who we are and what we’re capable of.

I’ve been trying for some time to develop a lifestyle that doesn’t require my presence.

Seeing things that are bothering you written down takes away their power. It gives you a perspective. Helps you contain them.

The world is more malleable than you think and it’s waiting for you to hammer it into shape.

Mr. Watson , come here, I want you

True life is lived when tiny changes occur.

There are four things every person has more of than they know; sins, debt, years, and foes.

Stars are good too. I wish I could get some to put in my hair. But I suppose I never can. You would be surprised to find how far off they are, for they do not look it. When they first showed last night I tried to knock some down with a pole, but it didn’t reach, which astonished me. Then I tried clods till I was all tired out, but I never got one. I did make some close shots, for I saw the black blot of the clod sail right into thee midst of the golden clusters forty or fifty times, just barely missing them, and if I could’ve held out a little longer, maybe I could’ve got one.