Who is the covetous man? One for whom plenty is not enough.

A tree is known by its fruit; a man by his deeds. A good deed is never lost; he who sows courtesy reaps friendship, and he who plants kindness gathers love.

If every man took only what was sufficient for his needs, leaving the rest to those in want, there would be no rich and no poor.

He who plants kindness gathers love.

The hairsplitting difference between formed and unformed makes no difference to us. Whoever deliberately commits abortion is subject to the penalty for homicide.

It is not he who begins well who is perfect. It is he who ends well who is approved in God's sight.

We need not only read Sacred Scripture, but learn it as well and grow up in it. Realize that nothing is written in Scripture unnecessarily. Not to read Sacred Scripture is a great evil.

The human being is an animal who has received the vocation to become God.

There is still time for endurance, time for patience, time for healing, time for change. Have you slipped? Rise up. Have you sinned? Cease. Do not stand among sinners, but leap aside.

Many a man curses the rain that falls upon his head, and knows not that it brings abundance to drive away the hunger.

Every divine action begins from the Father, proceeds through the Son, and is completed in the Holy Spirit.

Love doesn't come with an on-off switch. It's made of too many threads of memory and hope and heartache that weave themselves into the very core of who you are.

Take courage, Mortal... Death cannot banish you from the Universe.

Many people can talk for a long period of time. But controlling, you know, your urinary tract is maybe the more difficult issue.

Its likely that a general pattern of behavior among threatened human societies is to become more blindered, rather than more focused on the crisis, as they fall.

If I was asked what my only joy is, maybe it's eating.

No one loses any other life than the one he now lives, nor does one live any other life than that which he will lose.

I belong to the 8% of the world population who calm their apprehension by drowning it in numbers.

I'd be a sucker for a guy who wrote me a song,” I said. “Like Beth or Rosanna or Sara. Or Sharona. Is that too much to ask? To be somebody's Sharona?

I believe that there's something interesting about anyone and everyone - you just have to figure out what that something is.