...arranging the journey was so difficult. Getting home again was much easier.

Borders I have never seen one. But I have heard they exist in the minds of some people.

One learns more from listening than speaking.And both the wind and the people who continue to live close to nature still have much to tell us which we cannot hear within university walls.

In my experience, it is rarer to find a really happy person in a circle of millionaires than among vagabonds.

It is progress when a centuries-old oak is cut down to give space for a road sign.

I also believe that when one dies, one may wake up to the reality that proves that time does not exist.

For every minute, the future is becoming the past.

In fighting nature, man can win every battle except the last. If he should win that too, he will perish, like an embryo cutting its own umbilical cord.

Progress is man's ability to complicate simplicity.

We have always been taught that navigation is the result of civilization, but modern archeology has demonstrated very clearly that this is not so.

It is progress when weapons are improved to kill more people at a longer range.

My mother had a kindness that embraced all life.She knew her place well and was comfortable in giving everything she had.This is the tradition of native women.

Sometimes I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear.And I, I can’t help but ask myself how much I let the fear take the wheel and steer.

America's nurses are the beating heart of our medical system.

We had a national tragedy this week, and the President of the United States and Sarah Palin both made speeches on the same day. Obama came out against lunatics with guns, she gave the rebuttal.

Oh, I'm a dangerous criminal, I am,' said the dwarf cheerfully.

Anyone who is not investing now is missing a tremendous opportunity.

I've been out with men who have literally had an argument with the mirror because they couldn't get their hair right. When I was younger, I might have reassured him, but I can't do that anymore.

The heart of the gospel is redemption, and the essence of redemption is the substitutionary sacrifice of Christ.

Each man, when he dies, sees the landscape of his own soul.

And while God had work for Paul, he found him friends both in court and prison. Let persecutors send saints to prison, God can provide a keeper for their turn.