Trust in God. Do your duty. Remember your prayers. Get faith in the Lord, and take hold and build up Zion. All will be right.

The Lord will never permit me or any other man who stands as president of this church to lead you astray.

You may have the administration of angels, you may see many miracles; . . . but I claim that the gift of the Holy Ghost is the greatest gift that can be bestowed upon man.

The moment a man or a woman becomes angry they show a great weakness.

We are not apt to think of the importance of events as they transpire with us, but we feel the importance of them afterwards.

I wish to say to the Latter-day Saints, all that we have to do is be faithful, to keep His commandments, to be humble, to seek Him in mighty prayer, and all will be well with us.

It takes just as much to save a dead man as a living man.

I went before the Lord, and I wrote what the Lord told me to write . . . .

If there was no other motive in view [except] to have the privilege of reading over our journals and for our children to read, it would pay for the time spent in writing it.

We are willing to stand by the revelations of God.

When we get into the spirit world, and the veil is withdrawn, we shall then perhaps understand the whys and wherefores.

I knew that even if I was able to call for help, I was in a place so remote that it wasn't likely there would be anyone who could help me. And even if there were, it could take weeks.

For me, I'm OK doing embarrassing things, when it's with somebody else. I'm not the only person to look at.

When need something really aggressive, outrageous and not done half-way, I feel like I'm your girl.

I was a blacksmith's boy but yesterday; I am - what shall I say I am today?

I love children, love spending time with them; I love getting things for them.

Nature is the only body of God that we shall ever see.

I am hitting my head against the walls, but the walls are giving way.

A Daughter: The companion, the friend, and the confidant of her mother, and the object of a pleasure something like the love between the angels to her father.

The best-laid schemes o' mice an' men, Gang aft a-gley, And leave us nought but grief and pain, For promised joy.

Undertaker, your yard is right in the middle of my world!