Wake up and smell the coffee.

Love is friendship that has caught fire. It is quiet understanding, mutual confidence, sharing and forgiving. It is loyalty through good and bad times. It settles for less than perfection and makes allowances for human weaknesses.

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

Class never tries to build itself up by tearing others down. Class is already up and need not strive to look better by making others look worse.

Some people take pleasure in regaling one and all with details of their poor health. They are happy to give an organ recital to anyone who will listen.

Keep skid chains on your tongue. Say less than you think. Cultivate a pleasant voice. How you say it is often more important than what you say.

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