Perseverance is not a long race it is many short races one after the other.
He who learns must suffer. And even in our sleep pain that cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart and in our own despair against our will comes wisdom to us by the awful grace of God.
What is there more kindly than the feeling between host and guest?
It is good even for old men to learn wisdom.
Of prosperity mortals can never have enough.
From your silken hair to your delicate feet you are perfection to me....
Until they put that sand and dirt in my face I will not sit in church all...
God has no religion.