If you don't like my ocean don't fish in my sea Stay out of my valley and let my mountain be.

Far too many husbands fail to recognize that what your wife wants and needs most from you is your concern for her soul.

They hear it come out, but they don't know how it got there. They don't understand that's life's way of talking. You don't sing to feel better. You sing cause that's a way of understanding life.

I can't tell my future, so I'm going to tell my past.

The core of a man's life should be his relationship with God. The man who walks humbly with God is motivated and empowered to step up and assume the difficult responsibilitie s that come his way.

This be an empty world without the blues.

Pulling weeds and planting seeds. That's the story of life. We are individual lots on which either weeds of selfishness or fruit of the Holy Spirit grows and flourishes.

Set your sights not just on the next few weeks ... set your sights on the years ahead - because our vision will look that far ahead.

Your marriage moves toward a state of isolation. Unless you lovingly and energetically nurture your marriage, you will begin to drift away from your mate.

[Advice to Bessie Smith:] Let your soul do the singin'.

Every dad is the family role model, whether he wants the job or not.

Love doesn't measure that way... you may blame me for your feelings, but it isn't fair to blame me for how you've chosen to behave.

When it comes to success, there are no shortcuts.

I'll do anything to stop my son running out into the street. I'll take a bullet for him. He's hit me a few times. He shows no remorse afterward.

They were indeed great rascals, and belonged to that class of people who find things before they are lost.

I got so into moisturizing, my skin started overproducing oil. That's my story. There's a lot to talk about, for sure.

I really miss Gunsmoke. It was like losing my whole family.

Poetry is the power of defining the indefinable in terms of the unforgettable.

Our passions may be compared to certain slaves--the more severity we show them, the better they obey us.

A friend of mine once said he like his women like his parmesan: strong smelling and shaved. I don't agree with that, but I don't like hairy women.

It's a trip but it hasn't crossed over to the point where women are throwing their panties at me.