If we don't change, we don't grow. If we don't grow, we aren't really living.

Would that there were an award for people who come to understand the concept of enough. Good enough. Successful enough. Thin enough. Rich enough. Socially responsible enough. When you have self-respect, you have enough.

All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter into another!

Ah, mastery... what a profoundly satisfying feeling when one finally gets on top of a new set of skills... and then sees the light under the new door those skills can open, even as another door is closing.

When men reach their sixties and retire, they go to pieces. Women go right on cooking.

Creativity can be described as letting go of certainties.

Growth demands a temporary surrender of security.

If every day is an awakening, you will never grow old. You will just keep growing.

To be tested is good. The challenged life may be the best therapist.

Changes are not only possible and predictable, but to deny them is to be an accomplice to one's own unnecessary vegetation.

No sooner do we think we have assembled a comfortable life than we find a piece of ourselves that has no place to fit in.

Over the next few years the boardrooms of America are going to light up with hot flashes.

Sex and older women used to be considered an oxymoron, rarely mentioned in the same breath.

It is a paradox that as we reach out prime, we also see there is a place where it finishes.

The delights of self-discovery are always available.

The perceptions of middle age have their own luminosity.

The secret of a leader lies in the tests he has faced over the whole course of his life and the habit of action he develops in meeting those tests.

There is no more defiant denial of one man's ability to possess one woman exclusively than the prostitute who refuses to redeemed.