The dog is the god of frolic. |
The mother's heart is the child's schoolroom. |
The art of being happy lies in the power of extracting happiness from common things. |
One's best success comes after their greatest disappointments. |
I never knew how to worship until I knew how to love. |
The art of being happy lies in the power of extracting happiness from common things. |
We never know the love of our parents for us till we have become parents. |
The power of one, if fearless and focused, is formidable, but the power of many working together is better. |
The God of the Bible is a moral monstrosity. |
Remember God's bounty in the year. String the pearls of His favor. Hide the dark parts, except so far as they are breaking out in light! Give this one day to thanks, to joy, to gratitude! |