Fragmentarily the City is nothing, but collectively it is gigantic.

All truth contains an echo of sadness.

If quarrelling be really the renewal of love, theirs had been renewed once a day at all events, and frequently much oftener.

To repent is to depart from evil.

Love to see the invisible with trust

Nothing changes and everything does.

The road to home is when we find our hearts filled with the stories of our people.

I finally had a honeymoon with my husband in Italy.

Rate the task above the prize; will not the mind be raised? Fight thine own faults, not the faults of others; will not evil be mended?

I used to be somebody. Now I’m somebody else.

Operating in an unlit world, the unconscious mind is a brilliant detective.

[The war on terrorism isn't a religious war, but] a defense of our right to make moral choices, to seek fellowship with God that is chosen and not commanded.

I do like books on anatomy. I have to say I'm an amateur physician, I guess.