Where else can we find happiness for a day other than from something that can offer momentary relief, something like the booze?

A grandmother’s love is selfless all the way to the bones.

...the depth or humaneness of our love depends on the wideness of our souls.

Evil is something you need to fight until it ceases trying to control you.

...Unsettling emotions are capable of messing up the most beautiful minds in this world.

A man has a hard time feeling fulfilled when he lives a life that does not serve a purpose that is more than himself.

The basis of love that most people share is the intimacy they developed with their partners, the intensity of their attraction, or the similarity of their thought patterns.

What is the purpose of wealth if it cannot serve an ideal that enhances humanity and betters the lives of the people, even if that means those we have never met before in our lives?

A good relationship with our children is the ultimate comfort we have while dying.

We still need to give our best to life even if we do not understand the purpose of our existence on earth.

With true love, you can move mountains, make unusual sacrifices, live a life of deprivations and still be happy.

... the love which Kahu received from Koro Apirana was the sort that dropped off the edge of the table, like breadcrumbs after everybody else has had a big meal.

Don’t let the poison of the past spoil a fruitful future.

A mighty maze! But not without a plan.

Oh, do not cry - be good children and we will all meet in heaven.

This one incident I will not allow you to shrug off!" "I wasn't planning to," Jace said. "I can't shrug anything off. My shoulder's dislocated." -Hodge & Jace, pg.296-

Where everything is possible miracles become commonplaces, but the familiar ceases to be self-evident.

If we function according to our ability alone, we get the glory; if we function according to the power of the Spirit within us, God gets the glory.

Just so far as we are pleased at finding faults, are we displeased at finding perfection.

Making music is a total hassle, really.

Time is to eternity as an image is to its exemplar, and those things which are temporal bear a resemblance to those things which are eternal.