Class is considerate of others. It knows that good manners is nothing more than a series of petty sacrifices.

What we steadily, consciously, habitually think we are, that we tend to become.

Imagine you had a bank that each morning credited your account with $1,440 - with one condition: whatever part of the $1,440 you failed to use during the day would be erased from your account, and no balance would be carried over. What would you do? You'd draw out every cent every day and use it to your best advantage. Well, you do have such a bank, and its name is time. Every morning, this bank credits you with 1,440 minutes. And it writes off as forever lost whatever portion you have failed to invest to good purpose.

Church is not a museum for Saints, but rather a hospital for sinners.

When life's problems seem overwhelming, look around and see what other people are coping with. You may consider yourself fortunate.

I advise keeping four feet on the floor and all hands on deck.

In recent years, there have been reports of people with twisted minds putting razor blades and poison in taffy apples and Halloween candy. It is no longer safe to let your child eat treats that come from strangers.