It is wonderful what you can do when you have to.

Either the day must come when joy prevails and all the makers of misery are no longer able to infect it, or else, for ever and ever, the makers of misery can destroy in others the happiness they reject for themselves.

Critics who treat adult as a term of approval, instead of as a merely descriptive term, cannot be adult themselves.

The beauty of life, is that you don't have to be modernly beautiful to live it.

Something deep in the human heart breaks at the thought of a life of mediocrity.

God, who foresaw your tribulation, has specially armed you to go through it, not without pain but without stain.

Now repentance is no fun at all. It is something much harder than merely eating humble pie. It means unlearning all the self-conceit and self-will that we have been training ourselves into for thousands of years. It means undergoing a kind of death. In fact, it needs a good man to repent. And here's the catch. Only a bad person needs to repent: only a good person can repent perfectly. The worse you are the more you need it and the less you can do it. The only person who could do it perfectly would be a perfect person - and he would not need it.