Mortals, while through the world you go, Hope may succor and faith befriend, Yet happy your hearts if you can but know, Love awaits at the journey's end!

In the under-wood and the over-wood there is murmur and trill this day, For every bird is in lyric mood, And the wind will have its way.

A bird in the boughs sang "June," And "June" hummed a bee In a Bacchic glee As he tumbled over and over Drunk with the honey-dew.

Some must delve when the dawn is nigh; Some must toil when the noonday beams; But when might comes, and the soft winds sigh, Every man is a King of Dreams.

Upon my lips the breath of song, Within my heart a rhyme, Howe'er time trips or lags along, I keep abreast with time!

To heal mine aching moods, Give me God's virgin woods.

Experience keeps a dear school, but fools will learn in no other, and scarce in that.

[Satan] will create a religion without a Redeemer. He will build a church without a Christ. He will call for worship without the Word of God.

When a lie has been embedded in the public consciousness, the truth has a difficult time making itself known.

Beautiful roads do not always lead to beautiful places! Heaven may be hidden at the end of an ugly road! Do not be deceived by the beginning

We are in an extremely precarious and urgent situation that compels immediate action

I look up to heaven only when I want to sneeze.

Death opens unknown doors. It is most grand to die.

At no time have I ever done anything that would betray the public trust.

Women! Can't live with 'em, can't live with 'em!

You are more committed to things that you give money to - whether it is a church or a politician.