What fools people are when they think they can make two lives belong together by saying words over them.

All change is not growth as all movement is not forward.

All change is not growth, as all movement is not forward.

A tragic irony of life is that we so often achieve success or financial independence after the chief reason for which we sought it has passed away.

What happens is not as important as how you react to what happens.

It is lovely, when I forget all birthdays, including my own, to find that somebody remembers me.

It is human nature to overestimate the thing you've never had.

The worst thing about war is that so many people enjoy it.

The older I grow the more earnestly I feel that the few joys of childhood are the best that life has to give.

I have little faith in the theory that organized killing is the best prelude to peace.

The only difference between a rut and a grave are the dimensions.

...pray for the grace to realize that no matter where you are, you are in the presence of the Lord.

You make such a noise falling! You scatter all my winter dreams

With tens of thousands of dollars in annual educator-directed scholarships to the teachers, he has encouraged teachers to help their students by deferring the cost of various LeadAmerica programs.

This CD became something of a personal journey for me. The tone of the whole CD is uplifting and inspirational. It's an upper. We have enough downers in the world.

All government is, in its essence, organized exploitation, and in virtually all of its existing forms it is the implacable enemy of every industrious and well-disposed man.

That is what you have to do before you kill, I thought. You have to create an it, where none was before.

I miss my mattress when I am gone; It's one thing I've made an impression on.

Fool me once, strike one. But fool me twice ... strike three.

Our goal is not to ignore the problems of life, but to put ourselves in better mental and emotional states where we can not only come up with solutions, but act upon them.

The prize of all too precious you.