Men must live and create. Live to the point of tears.

You are always free to change your mind and choose a different future, or a different past.

As knowledge increases, wonder deepens.

God sleeps in the minerals, awakens in plants, walks in animals, and thinks in man.

Joy descends gently upon us like the evening dew, and does not patter down like a hailstorm.

Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.

God always gives His best to those who leave the choice with him.

Happiness resides not in possessions, and not in gold, happiness dwells in the soul.

Tears are often the telescope by which men see far into heaven.

You are always free to change your mind and choose a different future, or a different past.