But listen to me first and swear an oath to use all your eloquence and strength to look after me and protect me.

Sing, O muse, of the rage of Achilles, son of Peleus, that brought countless ills upon the Achaeans.

There is a time for many words, and there is also a time for sleep.

Oh, look at me! I'm making people happy! I'm the Magical Man from Happy-Land, in a gumdrop house on Lollipop Lane! Oh, by the way, I was being sarcastic.

Yet, taught by time, my heart has learned to glow for other's good, and melt at other's woe.

After the event, even a fool is wise.

You can motivate by fear, and you can motivate by reward. But both those methods are only temporary. The only lasting thing is self motivation.

There is nothing nobler or more admirable than when two people who see eye to eye keep house as man and wife, confounding their enemies and delighting their friends.

Let me not then die ingloriously and without a struggle, but let me first do some great thing that shall be told among men hereafter.

Everything is more beautiful because we're doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.

The son of Saturn gave The nod with his dark brows. The ambrosial curls Upon the Sovereign One's immortal head Were shaken, and with them the mighty mount, Olympus trembled.

Salvation is free, but there is a price to pay in following Jesus. It is never said in Scripture that we can have “Christ and . . .”.It is always “Christ or . . .”. What is your “or”?

Perhaps too, it is innocence that allows the young to hear Aviad more clearly when he calls, and encourages their hearts to follow Him, even when they do not recognize His voice for what it is.

FRACTURED FACTIONSMany cults are created by the uncontrollable egos of religious zealots

I'm single, footloose and fancy free, I have no responsibilities, no anchors. Work, friendship and self-improvement, that's me.

Tradition is the albatross around the neck of progress.

It not seldom happens that in the purposeless rovings and wanderings of the imagination we hunt down such game as can be put to use by our purposeful philosophy in its well-ordered household.

Did all this make sense?

When you rest in the weakness of your heart, your being moves and your self becomes quieted.

You better watch out, or you're going to be defeated by pessimism!

Something made greater by ourselves and in turn that makes us greater.