Winter is where hope lies happy.

Love is not a feeling in your chest; it is bending down to wash another's feet.

The gospel gives me hope, and hope is not a language the dark voices understand.

I want to use my gifts to tell the truth, and to tell it as beautifully as I can.

A thing resounds when it rings true, Ringing all the bells inside of you, Like a golden sky on a summer eve Your heart is tugging at your sleeve, And you cannot say why... There must be more

So he held her and he prayed. Shafts of moonlight on his face. But the baby in her womb, He was the maker of the moon. He was the author of the fate that could make the mountains move.

Well "I do" are the two most famous last words. The beginning of the end. But to lose your life for another I've heard is a good place to begin.

Hey, angel, your horns are sticking up.

Blood was shed that you three might breathe the good air of life, and if that means you have to miss out on a Zibzy game, then so be it. Part of being a man is putting others' needs before your own.

She poured her heart into the song and filled it with everything she felt

Gnag bends things for breaking, and the Maker makes a flourish! Evil digs a pit, and the Maker makes a well! That is his way.

In the end, the world always wins. That's just the way of things.

Your company is its own competition and can deliver itself debilitating blows the competition only dreams of.

In each of us there are places we have never gone. Only by pressing the limits do you ever find them.

The lunch in a normal American restaurant is very problematic for me. I don't like to have hot food for lunch.

Management [ Providence ], knowledge, and intention are not the same when ascribed to us and when ascribed to God.

My life style in a sense is kind of private.

Each form has its pluses and its minuses.

I take notice of those who have argued consistently for the modernisation of the E.U., but so many of the skeptics in Britain are just hostile to the whole European idea.

If a person professes faith in Christ and yet falls away or makes no progress in godliness, it does not mean that he has lost his salvation. It reveals that he was never truly converted.

Life cheats us with shadows. We ask it for pleasure. It gives it to us with bitterness and disappointment in its train.