I try hard to hold fast to the truth that a full and thankful heart cannot entertain great conceits. When brimming with gratitude, one's heartbeat must surely result in outgoing love, the finest emotion we can ever know.

Each day my friend's simple talk in our kitchen multiplies itself in a widening circle of peace on earth and good will to men.

The temporary good is enemy to the permanent best.

We have no desire to convince anyone that there is only one way by which faith can be acquired.

How dark it is before the dawn! In reality that was the beginning of my last debauch. I was soon to be catapulted into what I like to call the fourth dimension of existence. I was to know happiness, peace, and usefulness, in a way of life that is incredibly more wonderful as time passes.

The good is the enemy of the best.

In God's economy, nothing is wasted. Through failure, we learn a lesson in humility which is probably needed, painful though it is.