Don't despise the little steps you know you can take every day. There are tiny miracles in each and every one of them.

Decision decides destiny. What God wants you to become is the positive person you decide to become when led by God's spirit.

If you drop your beliefs, you drop your success. God's mighty people begin to fall even as achievers when they begin to drop the beliefs they pursue at first.

Leave fears aside, clean tears away! Tell God "here I am, use me!" and he'll give you the assignments that will make your life a fulfilled one. Now dress up to work!

My mother is my friendWho shares with me her breadAll my hopelessness cured!Her company makes me secured!

Faith has won it! Fear has lost it! When you get full of faith, the devil gets filled with fear! Keep your faith in light every day and you will keep the devil in fright always!

Not every hen lay eggs. Not every hen that lays eggs gets them hatched. Not everyone born with greatness becomes as such. Go, hatch your eggs.

Complaining is a vain way of explaining pain without gaining relief. Keep complains distances away from you.

No matter how sweet is smells, if you know it will give you a discomfort later, don't even attempt to taste it. Discipline yourself to stay out of sin!

When the positive mind takes the lead, the legs are safe to follow without any shaking!

Don't rush to design your face to look beautiful, attractive and charming. Rather, be quicker to decorate your mind to appear as goal-oriented, passion-embedded and action-driven.

Dear Sigmund, Multiple Personality Disorder is a much discussed topic in my one bedroom bedsit."Signed....Thomas, Jane, Ralf, Tom, Toomey and Spot

In order to prevent chronic discomfort, Whites may learn not to notice.

Reader, if you are gifted with nerves like mine, aspire to any character but that of a wit.

Tomorrow, they [mass media] will say, Donald Trump rants and raves at the press. I'm not ranting and raving. You're dishonest people.

Nature drives with a loose rein and vitality of any sort can blunder through many a predicament in which reason would despair.

Why do they call me misanthrope? Because They hate me, not I them.

And that sweet city with her dreaming spires, She needs not June for beauty's heightening.

Perhaps everyone loved someone; I didn't now, I couldn't give much thought to love; in order to travel far you had to be detached, and I had the long road back to the campus before me.

Suffering is a gift; in its hidden mercy

It isn't right to be obedient only when things go well; it is much harder to be a good, obedient soldier when things go badly and times are hard. Obedience and faith at such time is a virtue.