Ministers who threaten death and destruction employ weapons of weakness. Argument and kindness are alone effectual, flavored by the principles of Divine love.

Too many people embrace religion from the same motives that they take a companion in wedlock, not from true love of the person, but because of a large dowry.

Tears of joy are like the summer rain drops pierced by sunbeams.

Education commences at the mother's knee, and every word spoken within hearsay of little children tends toward the formation of character.

Disease is the retribution of outraged Nature.

There is no immunity from the consequences of sin; punishment is swift and sure to one and all.

Real happiness is cheap enough, yet how dearly we pay for its counterfeit.

We must not only read the Scriptures, but we must make their rules of life our own.

Brevity and conciseness are the parents of correction.

Energy, like the biblical grain of the mustard-seed, will remove mountains.

Theories are always very thin and insubstantial, experience only is tangible.

But behavior in the human being is sometimes a defense, a way of concealing motives and thoughts, as language can be a way of hiding your thoughts and preventing communication.

In visions of the night, like dropping rain, Descend the many memories of pain.

War is unnatural, it causes people to act unnaturally.

I don't want to discredit people's opinions of me, but you talk about the violin or the cello or lead guitar where you have to learn tons of chords, that's much more difficult.

I guess I'm just quite observant and I pay attention to a lot of things. Human behavior really fascinates me.

A world where everyone creates content gets confusing pretty quickly without a good search engine.

We must choose. Be a child of the past with all its crudities and imperfections, its failures and defeats, or a child of the future, the future of symmetry and ultimate success.

No mistake or failure is as bad as to stop and not try again.

In the middle of it all, pause and look around you. Appreciate what’s beautiful. Take in the love. Nod to what’s good and true. And then move forward one step at a time.

Is it not astonishing that the love of repose keeps us in continual agitation?