God is God. His name doesn't matter.
Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver.
the shell must break before the bird can fly.
Sweet is every sound, sweeter the voice, but every sound is sweet.
Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes.
What the sunshine is to the flower, the Lord Jesus Christ is to my soul.
The mighty hopes that make us men.
My epitaph? My epitaph will be, 'Curiosity did not kill this cat.
Po flickered. "Thank you?" it repeated. "What is that?" Liesl thought. "It means, You were wonderful," she said. "It means, I couldn't have done it without you.
When government disappears, its not as if paradise will take its place. When governments are gone, other interests will take their place.
The world divides into facts.