A woman in love is a very poor judge of character.

The most precious possession that ever comes to a man in this world is a woman's heart.

Imperfect people are all god has ever had to work with. That must be terribly frustrating to him, but he deals with it. So should we.

Have confidence in who you are and don’t be afraid to go for what you really want in life.

The Church is not a monastery for the isolation of perfect people. It is more like a hospital provided for those who wish to get well.

God gives every bird its food, but He does not throw it into its nest.

Hope on. Journey on. Honestly acknowledge your questions and your concerns, but first and forever fan the flame of your faith, because all things are possible to them that believe.

Above all, never lose faith in your Father in Heaven, who loves you more than you can comprehend.

God doesn't care nearly as much about where you have been as He does about where you are and, with His help, where you are willing to go.

God expects you not simply to face the future; He expects you to embrace and shape the future--to love it and rejoice in it and delight in your opportunities.

Pure Christlike love flowing from true righteousness can change the world.

But if what interests you are stories of the fantastic, I must warn you that this kind of story demands more art and judgment than is ordinarily imagined.

What Is A Belief?

Most men's awareness doesn't extend past their dinner plates.

Reading is fuel for the brain. Writing is fuel for the spirit...

When you sacrifice, you force others to sacrifice. It's an extremely powerful weapon.

High descent and meritorious deeds, unless united to wealth, are as useless as seaweed.

Some people say 'Why is a football coach concerned?' I explained I'm an American first and all Americans should care about justice.

Don't put down a deposit on worry.

Many things prevent knowledge, including the obscurity of the subject and the brevity of human life

He whom God chooseth, out of doubt doth well: What they that choose their God do, who can tell?