On the last analysis, then, love is life. Love never faileth and life never faileth so long as there is love.

To become Christ-like is the only thing in the whole world worth caring for, the thing before which every ambition of man is folly and all lower achievement vain.

You will find as you look back upon your life that the moments when you have truly lived are the moments when you have done things in the spirit of love.

Happiness... consists in giving, and in serving others.

Wherever we are, it is our friends that make our world.

Strength of character may be acquired at work, but beauty of character is learned at home.

The people who influence you are people who believe in you.

Therefore keep in the midst of life. Do not isolate yourself. Be among men and things, and among troubles, and difficulties, and obstacles.

To love abundantly is to live abundantly, and to love forever is to live forever.

I wonder why it is we are not all kinder to each other ... How much the world needs it! How easily it is done!

On what does the Christian argument for Immortality really rest? It stands upon the pedestal on which the theologian rests the whole of historical Christianity-the Resurrection of Jesus Christ.

Forgiveness in no way requires you to trust the one you forgive. It doesn't mean the relationship must be restored. p. 61

Music is the medicine of the mind.

Tell him he can have my title, but I want it back in the morning.

And what we've lost sight of is that performing manual labor with your hands is one of the most incredibly satisfying and positive things you can do.

As soon as I put my foot on Indian soil, my painting underwent a change not only in subject and spirit but in technique.

With this LP we were all very clear on the approach we wanted to take, which was to do something heavy, but also experiment with a lot of other things we really like.

Remembering from last year how Haymitch's gifts are often timed to send a message, I make a note to myself. Be friends with Finnick. You'll get food.

...the still point in a turning world.

No age seemed the age of romance to itself.

Report of fashions in proud Italy Whose manners still our tardy-apish nation Limps after in base imitation