Everything you have was bought with the currency of time

The less you obey the Word of God, the more you distance yourself from God in the spiritual realm

God's intention is to transform your life, your promised land, and your nation, and to use you to bring back the earth to Himself, just as He is doing with us in Ukraine

The amount of money that a person has in his bank account is not determined by his starting capital but by his knowledge about money and his ability to manage it properly.

Our thinking makes our life.

The principles you know determines what you get

God chose to save you for a purpose

True respect respects all men, it values all people.

The world seems to have certain criteria with which it judges the value of people.

Every human being on earth is the same and our very being is crying out for same need.

Every man wants commendation, so do not just commend your boss, commend those who are under you.

Without being an independent individual, without having an independent mind, you become nothing more than a trivial slave or an obscure shadow!

Reason is the inextinguishable impulse to philosophize with whose destruction reason itself is destroyed.

You know you've got problems when your head is hanging over the toilet, puking up your dinner, and what you're thinking of is your dad. And how he thinks you're not pretty.

True penance consists in regretting without ceasing the faults of the past, and in firmly resolving to never again commit that which is so deplorable.

I'd traveled a lot, was going temporarily insane and became very successful, but there was no one to take that all home to.

In the end, death came uniformly to all, and all extracted as much satisfaction from their dying as this essentially graceless process could afford.

It's gonna be one of the great achievements of this administration.

Without art; without paintings, books, sculpture and music, the human soul would be quite impenetrable, don't you think?

How am I doing so far?" she asked, forcing a cheerful lightness into her voice. "You're doing very well," Nick's lazy voice mocked. "I'm half convinced that I'm invisible.

I'm a poet who practices Zen. And it's not, I'm somebody who practices Zen who writes poetry. There's no separation for me.