It becomes an emperor to die standing.

Dear me! I must be turning into a god.

Dear me, I believe I am becoming a god. An emperor ought at least to die on his feet.

The body of a dead enemy always smells sweet.

Riches are well, if gotten well and spent well.

It becomes an emperor to die standing (i.e., "in harness"). [Lat., Decet imperatorem statem mori.]

Quell rebellion before it spreads.

Woe is me. Me thinks I'm turning into a god.

In our manner of speech, our plans of living, our dealings with others, our conduct and walk in the church and out of it-all should be done as becomes the gospel (Phil. 1:27).

Net neutrality is one where we the people are definitely on the ropes.

I've always liked the idea of improvised music. Improvised anything. It's what conversation is.

Of all the anti-social vested interests the worst is the vested interest in ill-health.

The difficulty lies, not in finding a producer, but in finding a consumer.

They whose sole bliss is eating can give but that one brutish reason why they live.

The highway of Christian living is strewn with has-beens.

Spirituality is rooted in desire. We long for something we can neither name nor describe, but which is no less real because of our inability to capture it with words.

There is more to loving someone than just making yourself happy. You have to want him to be happier than you are.

I only record songs that I really like and believe in and can sing with conviction.