Dr Phil McGraw

I ask you to go back and read them over again, and this time answer “Self-acceptance was the foundation of the happiest time in your life and it was the engine that powered the train.

What I want people to do is what’s healthy for them.

Food is a coping mechanism; people are afraid of giving it up because then they’ll feel confused and lost.

You cannot be who and what you are unless you have a lifestyle, both internally and externally, that is designed to support that definition of self.

Some people prefer the passenger role, because it imposes no real pressure to decide or stand accountable for their life results.

You can’t put feathers on a dog and call it a chicken!

I don’t let go of concepts – I meet them with understanding. Then they let go of me.

History is more or less bunk.

To be a leader, you must stand for something, or you will fall for anything.

With all the wealth of the world at hand, there are human beings who hunger, whole nations who suffer cold. The judgment for this condition, for misusing Nature’s gifts, is the judgment upon man’s failure, man’s unsteadiness. Leadership is the thing.

Life experiences, mental illness, drugs, greed, environment, and poor role-modeling can all forge damaged people and can generate a darkness, an exploitiveness, in the way they approach life. Whatever their genesis, there are people in your life (and mine) who will hurt you if you let them.

Never be afraid to laugh at yourself, after all, you could be missing out on the joke of the century.

You must learn that you do not have to be angry just because you have the right to be.

If you want more, you have to require more from yourself.

Enjoy what other people do and learn from them.

The Smiths dream into my ear on this lost and lonely morning. I sing along like it is the only prayer I know (forgive me, Mother Mary).

I’m slipping. I’m made of departed dreams and a stubborn fog that feels nothing like a veil.

Not only can you not plan the impact you’re going to have, you often won’t recognize it when you’re having it.

What a piece of work is man! how noble in reason! how infinite in faculty! in form and moving how express and admirable! in action how like an angel! In apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the world, the paragon of animals!

There is safety in small beginnings and there is unlimited capital in the experience gained by growing.

I’d never met a woman I considered as intelligent as me. That sounds bigheaded, but every woman I met was either a dolly-chick, or a sort of screwed-up intellectual chick. And of course, in the field I was in, I didn’t meet many intellectual people anyway. I always had this dream of meeting an artist, an artist girl who would be like me. And I thought it was a myth, but then I met Yoko and that was it.