Quotes About Optimism

Instead of waking up every day saying, 'Poor me,' how about you get up and thank God you can get up!

"Hey, Beautiful One. You knew today would be a little tricky. Hang tight, Love. You're walking in the right direction. Just keep walking."

Focus on good thoughts and good things will happen. Happy Wednesday stay positive. Think positive. Do positive a very good morning.

And when it rains on your parade, look up rather than down. Without the rain there would be no rainbow. Happy Wednesday!

What is important is to believe in something so strongly that you're never discouraged.

That age is best which is the first When youth and blood are warmer.

Even at my age, I'm trying to improve. Never give up, no matter what. Even if you get last place - finish.

The age factor means nothing to me. I'm old enough to know my limitations and I'm young enough to exceed them.

The highest thinkers of the ages, the seers of the tribes and the nations, have been optimists.

Age holds absolutely no fear for me. There is so much enjoyment ahead.

Your latter days are supposed to be greater than your former days.

I'll shoot my age if I have to live to be 105.

At my age, the radiation will probably do me good.

I just had a child on purpose at age 56, I'm pretty f---ing optimistic.

Hope remains the highest reality, the age-old power.

How to fool yourself into feeling younger: When you go to restaurants, always check a coat and a skateboard.

To keep the heart unwrinkled, to be hopeful, kindly, cheerful, reverent - that is to triumph over old age.

There is a dark side. I tend not to be as optimistic as Mary Richards. I have an anger in me that I carry from my childhood experiences - I expect a lot of myself and I'm not too kind to myself.

Complaining begets more complaints. Anger begets more anger. And optimism begets more optimism.

The secret to my success has been optimism tempered by anger.

Young lovers see a vision of the world redeemed by love.

I am not an optimist; I am afraid that I won't live long enough to escape my bondage to the machines.

Shall we do without hope? Some days there will be none. But now to the dry and dead woods floor they come again, the first flowers of the year, the assembly of the faithful, the beautiful, wholly given to being.

I am where I am because I believe in all possibilities.