For one pain endured with joy, we shall love the good God more forever.

Remember that nothing is small in the eyes of God. Do all that you do with love.

The value of life does not depend upon the place we occupy. It depends upon the way we occupy that place.

Miss no single opportunity of making some small sacrifice, here by a smiling look, there by a kindly word; always doing the smallest right and doing it all for love.

Perfect love means putting up with other peoples shortcomings, feeling no surprise at their weaknesses, finding encouragement even in the slightest evidence of good qualities in them.

Jesus, help me to simplify my life by learning what you want me to be and becoming that person.

Our Lord needs from us neither great deeds nor profound thoughts. Neither intelligence nor talents. He cherishes simplicity.

You know well that Our Lord does not look so much at the greatness of our actions, nor even at their difficulty, as at the love with which we do them.

When I die, I will send down a shower of roses from the heavens,I will spend my heaven by doing good on earth.

Above the clouds the sky is always blue.

If all flowers wanted to be roses, nature would lose her springtime beauty and the fields would no longer be decked out with little wildflowers.

Women were created gullible. It they weren't no babies would be born.

None of us can help where we were scattered, Blue. But none of us has to remain where we were scattered.

Envy blinds men and makes it impossible for them to think clearly.

Let us make up for lost time. Let us give to God the time that remains to us.

A gardener's work is never at an end; it begins with the year and continues to the next.

The United States of America has no intention of finishing second in space. This effort is expensive-but it pays its way for freedom and for America.

The madness is there, and will always be there. But it will keep sleeping, as long as I don't wake it up.

Always when judging Who people are, Remember to footnote The words "So far.

Do you know out of what the German Empire arose? Out of dreams, songs, fantasies and black-red-gold ribbons? Bismarck merely shook the tree that fantasies had planted.