The night is dark, the waters deep, Yet soft the billows roll; Alas! at every breeze I weep — The storm is in my soul.

While Thee I seek, protecting Power, Be my vain wishes stilled; And may this consecrated hour With better hopes be filled.

No riches from his scanty store / My lover could impart; / He gave a boon I valued more - / He gave me all his heart!

Keep focusing on God and all things will work out.

The soul can do without everything except the word of God, without which none at all of its wants are provided for.

Be respectful. Treat people the way you want to be treated. Respect the lowest rank and the highest rank and you'll never get in trouble.

Too many whites still see blacks as a group apart.

[Some people think] that storytelling is telling jokes. So they have to be discouraged! Then others think that storytelling-is like an encounter group . . .

Agribusiness could provide an opportunity for joint Israeli-Palestinian projects, spurred on by Israeli technical expertise in this field.

South Carolina is in the spring a paradise, in the summer a hell, and in the autumn a hospital.

How many radio shows I did is lost to memory now; it's in the hundreds - maybe even close to being in the thousands - for the span of years from the time I was eight till I was about fifteen.

I don't think I'll be making documentaries my whole life.

Many a lash in the dark doth con science give the wicked.