Life is like music on a scale, moving up and down. When your life is over, you have written your song.

As the last curtain falls on a spent year, a new year pirouettes to center stage with the elegance and charm of a prima ballerina – and delivers the promise of peace, hope, love and joy.

The mind can't delete what the heart won't let go of.

Ah, Lovely October, as you usher in the season that awakens my soul, your awesome beauty compels my spirit to soar like an leaf caught in an autumn breeze and my heart to sing like a heavenly choir.

Whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul, I shall recall the memory of warm, sunny, late summer afternoons like this one, and be comforted greatly.

I have learned that I must push the pause button occasionally and retreat into that private place in my soul where it is only me and God!

Surround yourself with people who make you laugh. Laughter is to the soul what sunshine is to a flower.

The human spirit is a magnificent entity. Just when we think we can stand no more, something significant touches our soul... and life goes on.

Writing unlocks the heart, mind and soul that we may be receptive to God's blessings.

As I drift through the autumn of my life like a fallen leaf blown about by the winds of time, I sometimes ponder my destiny.

Ah, how quickly the hands on the clock circle toward the future we thought was far away! And how soon we become our mothers.

Limitless undying love which shines around me like a million suns it calls me on and on across the universe.

Always make sure that the PAST is a Previous Action Successfully Terminated and not a Permanent Application of Stressful Trials.

When we try to pick out any­thing by itself, we find it hitched to every­thing else in the Uni­verse.

What are you thinking?""Just how different everything down there is now, you know, now that I can see.""Everything down there is exactly the same, " he said. "You're the one that's different.

The best way to become poor is to give nothing.

Do you think that people will obey the truth because it is true, unless they love it? No, they will not. Truth is obeyed when it is loved.

We work day after day, not to finish things; but to make the future better ... because we will spend the rest of our lives there.

Trade unions have been an essential force for social change, without which a semblance of a decent and humane society is impossible under capitalism.

If I have any worth, it is to live my life for God so as to teach these peoples; even though some of them still look down on me.

Bin Laden was born filthy rich and died in a rich man's house, which he had painstakingly built to the highest specifications.