Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow, it empties today of its strength. it does not enable us to escape evil. It makes us unfit to face evil when it comes. it is the interest you pay on trouble before it comes.

What joy that the Bible tells us the great comfort that the best is yet to be. Our outlook goes beyond this world.

The measure of a life, after all, is not its duration, but its donation.

All through the short afternoon they kept coming, the people who counted themselves Father's friends. Young and old, poor and rich, scholarly gentlemen and illiterate servant girls—only to Father did it seem that they were all alike. That was Father's secret: not that he overlooked the differences in people; that he didn't know they were there.

God buries our sins in the depths of the sea and then puts up a sign that reads, "No fishing."

Surely there is no more wretched sight that the human body unloved and uncared for.

And for all these people alike, the key to healing turned out to be the same. Each had a hurt he had to forgive.