What we do every time we pray is to confess our impotence and God's sovereignty.

Our are speculations are not the measure of our God.

Pain withheld becomes hate, pain shared becomes love.

Now if you gentlemen, ” she looked at Briec, “and whateveryou are, will excuse me.

His lips are soft and crushing at the same time. I’m not sure what to do—is there an algorithm for kissing?

But maybe music was not intended to satisfy the curious definiteness of man. Maybe it is better to hope that music may always be transcendental language in the most extravagant sense.

Grain is the brush stroke of photography.

In order to drill into young men the need to stay alert and stay alive, I used to punish offenders with my fists, boots and rifle butt, and with stockade time.

A business man's conversation should be regulated by fewer and simpler rules than any other function of the human animal. They are: Have something to say. Say it. Stop talking.

They (the people of Puerto Rico) are truly the sweetest people on earth.

For I begin with writing the first sentence, — and trusting to Almighty God for the second.

Martyrdom does not consist only in dying for one's faith. Martyrdom also consists in serving God with love and purity of heart every day of one's life