The human spirit is a magnificent entity. Just when we think we can stand no more, something significant touches our soul... and life goes on.

As the last curtain falls on a spent year, a new year pirouettes to center stage with the elegance and charm of a prima ballerina – and delivers the promise of peace, hope, love and joy.

The mind can't delete what the heart won't let go of.

Ah, Lovely October, as you usher in the season that awakens my soul, your awesome beauty compels my spirit to soar like an leaf caught in an autumn breeze and my heart to sing like a heavenly choir.

Whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul, I shall recall the memory of warm, sunny, late summer afternoons like this one, and be comforted greatly.

I have learned that I must push the pause button occasionally and retreat into that private place in my soul where it is only me and God!

Surround yourself with people who make you laugh. Laughter is to the soul what sunshine is to a flower.

Writing unlocks the heart, mind and soul that we may be receptive to God's blessings.

As I drift through the autumn of my life like a fallen leaf blown about by the winds of time, I sometimes ponder my destiny.

Ah, how quickly the hands on the clock circle toward the future we thought was far away! And how soon we become our mothers.

I love the night! It's not uncommon for me to see the light of a new day before closing my eyes on the old one.

Doing nothing is also an action

If you change partners every time it gets tough or you get a little dissatisfied, then I don't think you get the richness that's available in a long-term relationship.

I don't want to make pompous, serious films; I like films that have a kind of vivacity about them.

I cannot let this opportunity pass without placing on record how much I have enjoyed my cricket with Kent.

When you look up. Do you see the blue sky of what might be? Or the darkness of what will never be? Do you see me?

The body is a sacred garment. It's your first and last garment; it is what you enter life in and what you depart life with, and it should be treated with honor.

I would far rather feel remorse than know how to define it.

Why can I never set my heart on a possible thing?

When a decision is taken belatedly, its execution inevitably leads to haste.

Only solitary men know the full joys of frienship. Others have their family; but to a solitary and an exile, his friends are everything.