It isn’t what you have in your pocket that makes you thankful, but what you have in your heart. —Unknown

You will, I am sure, agree with me that... if page 534 only finds us in the second chapter, the length of the first one must have been really intolerable.

He was obliged however to throw over Christianity. Those who base their conduct upon what they are rather than upon what they ought to be, always must throw it over in the end . . . .

A new species is being born inside each one of us. Eventually, we will all express the perceptions and values of this new species.

By His trials, God means to purify us, to take away all our self-confidence, and our trust in each other, and bring us into implicit, humble trust in Himself.

I mean, I would love to have the career Joan Baez is having in Europe right now, but God knows I don't begrudge her that career.

My marriage didn't make me sad, but it didn't make me happy either. My husband and I hardly spoke to each other. This wasn't because we were angry. We had nothing to say. I was dying of boredom.

It takes a long time for words to become thought.

Children are a sacred gift from a loving Heavenly Father. Children are an heritage of the Lord (Ps. 127:3). The more I think about children, the more I worry about parents.

The happy individual is able to renew daily and with full consciousness all the basic expressions of human identity: work, love, communication, play, and rest.

Maybe the only significant difference between a really smart simulation and a human being was the noise they made when you punched them.