There's a kind of mystery to our being and from my point of view, regarding my own parents and their parents, I'd as soon let it lie than find out who my mother's father was.

God would not have made the universe as it is unless He intended us to understand it.

The red rose whispers of passion, And the white rose breathes of love; O, the red rose is a falcon, And the white rose is a dove.

God [is] the author of the universe, and the free establisher of the laws of motion.

... even when we find not what we seek, we find something as well worth seeking as what we missed.

Be true to your work, your word, and your friend.

The gospel comprises indeed, and unfolds, the whole mystery of mans redemption, as far forth as it is necessary to be known for our salvation.

What makes a river so restful to people is that it doesn't have any doubt it is sure to get where it is going, and it doesn't want to go anywhere else.

From a knowledge of His work, we shall know Him.

For 3 Million you could give everyone in Scotland a shovel, and we could dig a hole so deep we could hand her over to Satan in person.

We are addicted to money and our obsession with it is leading to the destruction of our planet.

Love worth giving is love perfected on ourselves.

He was asking for memories, too young himself to know that memories were only memories of memories.

Of course, the accumulation of wealth cannot be justified as the chief end of existence.

I've always written everything as two guitars and I never thought I'd find that right person.

Standing armies shall in time be totally abolished.

God put a million, million doors in the world for His love to walk through. One of those doors is you.

Sentiment is the mightiest force in civilization; not sentimentality, but sentiment. Women will bring this into politics. Home, sweet home, is as powerful on the hustings as at the fireside.

The emblem of equal rights. It means free hands, free lips, self- government, and the sovereignty of the individual.

I think anyone loves to play a character that is either evil to a certain extent or has a real definable character flaw. Those are always really fun, and, I think, funny.

That the hands of the sisters Death and Night incessantly softly wash again and ever again, this soiled world.