The Enemy is overcome by the blessed Passion and Death of our Lord Jesus Christ.

All shall be well, and all shall be well and all manner of thing shall be well.

He [Jesus] did not say, 'You will never have a rough passage, you will never be over-strained, you will never feel uncomfortable,' but he did say, 'You will never be overcome.

The greatest honor we can give Almighty God is to live gladly because of the knowledge of his love.

Our life is all grounded and rooted in love, and without love we may not live.

Where do we begin? Begin with the heart.

For we are so preciously loved by God that we cannot even comprehend it.

As truly as God is our Father, so truly God is our Mother.

The fullness of Joy is to behold God in everything.

God loved us before he made us; and his love has never diminished and never shall.

We need to fall, and we need to be aware of it; for if we did not fall, we should not know how weak and wretched we are of ourselves, nor should we know our Maker's marvellous love so fully.

It is necessary to find ways of solving problem at the expense of available resources

The mind is the center of all attractions.

Still, beauty can mask deadly danger.

The day the nation voted on whether I’d live or die, I woke up with a headache.

We need only to close our eyes and we are back on the Third Line, walking up the lane, through the yard and entering the bright, warm kitchen. We are home again.

The one thing that has gotten worse for sports media is access. We hardly get to see, talk to and most of all get to know the players and coaches anymore.

[John Kerry] actually stole my line because when I became Secretary of State, I said, 'I hope my heels will fill Warren Christopher's shoes.' So he reversed that.

I advise those who want to become writers to study veterinary medicine, which is easier. You don't want to be a writer unless you have no choice - and if you have no choice, good luck to you.

Is it really so important to be different?

Love is enough: though the world be a-waning, And the woods have no voice but the voice of complaining.