God does uncommon things through common people in common places.

A woman's heart should be so hidden in God that a man has to seek Him just to find her.

Stay strong! Your test will become your test-imony, your mess will become your mess-age.

Love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. To these I commit my day.

Be patient. God is using today's difficulties to strengthen you for tomorrow. He is equipping you. The God who makes things grow will help you bear fruit.

Next time a sunrise steals your breath or a meadow of flowers leave you speechless, remain that way. Say nothing, and listen as Heaven whispers, "Do you like it? I did it just for you."

A man who wants to lead the orchestra must turn his back on the crowd.

Forgiveness is unlocking the door to set someone free and realising you were the prisoner!

Faith is not the belief that God will do what you want. It is the belief that God will do what is right.

Our prayers may be awkward. Our attempts may be feeble. But since the power of prayer is in the One who hears it and not in the one who says it, our prayers do make a difference.

If God had a refrigerator, your picture would be on it.

She's no angel.He's no saint.

I'm not saying it's safe to go sit out in the sun all day but I don't believe that sun is bad for you.

I wish I were one of those terribly clever people who, when they write their autobiographies, always say, when I was fifteen months old I distinctly remember my Aunt Fanny saying to me, etc.

Only the traveling is good which reveals to me the value of home and enables me to enjoy it better.

Did you hear? You are free." Yessss. Choice. It is a fine thing. And I choose to take you back, Most High.

There is not a moment when I do not feel the presence of a Witness whose eye misses nothing and with whom I strive to keep in tune.

We struggle with, agonize over and bluster heroically about the great questions of life when the answers to most of these lie hidden in our attitude toward the thousand minor details of each day.

The function of the flashback is Freudian...You have to let them wander like the imagination or like a dream.

All efforts to render politics aesthetic culminate in one thing: war.