Men cannot not live by exchanging articles, but producing them. They live by work not trade.

Nature is painting for us, day after day, pictures of infinite beauty.

Quality is never an accident. It is always the result of intelligent effort.

Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.

There is hardly anything in the world that some man cannot make a little worse and sell a little cheaper, and the people who consider price only are this man's lawful prey.

Remember that the most beautiful things in the world are the most useless; peacocks and lilies for instance.

What we think or what we know or what we believe is in the end of little consequence. The only thing of consequence is what we do

There is no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.

When love and skill work together, expect a masterpiece.

Blue color is everlastingly appointed by the deity to be a source of delight.

Give a little love to a child, and you get a great deal back.

We cherish our friends not for their ability to amuse us but for ours to amuse them.

I'm terribly sad about Farrah's passing. She was incredibly brave, and God will be welcoming her with open arms.

I've never understood what the upside of marriage would be for me personally.

The moon likes secrets," Meran said. "And secret things. She lets mysteries bleed into her shadows and leaves us to ask whether they originated from otherworlds, or from our own imaginations.

I did not find him absurd. I saw he was kind, that he was on the verge of real love. I thought it would be nice for me to be in love with him, too.

our lives change in two ways :through the people we meet and the books we read

We shall not benefit from reading the Old Testament unless we look for and meditate on the glory of Christ in its pages.

The Smiths are never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever going to reunite - ever.

Families buying dog food now, starvation roams the streets. Babies die before their born, infected by the grief.

Man is a make-believe animal: he is never so truly himself as when he is acting a part.