There is something incredibly nostalgic and significant about the annual cascade of autumn leaves.
Time remorselessly rambles down the corridors and streets of our lives. but it is not until autumn that most of us become aware that our tickets are stamped with a terminal destination.
Man's glory lies not, Lincoln thought, in 'his goodness,' for this is often nonexistent. He derives glory, instead, from his being made in the image of the Living God.
Lincoln grew immeasurably as he came to think of himself as an “instrument of God's will.
Love may precede respect but it cannot survive the loss of it.
Marcia Falk
Erwin Griswold
Shizuka Arakawa
Nouman Ali Khan
Jeanette Lee
Mahbub ul Haq
Paul Bocuse
Kapil Dev
Margaret Morse Nice
Jonathan Woodgate
Uday Hussein
Stephen Merchant