June brings tulips, lilies, roses, Fills the children's hands with posies.
There are certain people whom one feels almost inclined to urge to hurry up and die so that their letters can be published.
There is only one rule for being a good talker - learn to listen.
I had a million questions to ask God: but when I met Him, they all fled my mind; and it didn't seem to matter.
We call a child's mind 'small' simply by habit; perhaps it is larger than ours is, for it can take in almost anything without effort.
Truth is what every man sees lurking at the bottom of his own soul, like the oyster shell housewives put in the kitchen kettle to collect the lime from the water. By and by each man's iridescent oyster shell of Truth becomes coated with the lime of prejudice and hearsay.
When you sell a man a book, you don't sell him 12 ounces of paper and ink and glue - you sell him a whole new life.
There are those who thought that on The Big Day, December 21, 2012, the world would end. It did not. Indeed, little has changed, and that is the greatest sadness. After all the hype and all the hope, little seems to have changed.
Freedom, my friend, can only be found in His grace.
Learning the truth has become my life's love.
I am not a person who is about reality. I am about enhanced reality.