He is no fool who gives what he cannot keep to gain that which he cannot lose.

Women still dream and hope, pin their emotions on some man who doesn't reciprocate, and end up in confusion.

He is always doing something--the very best thing, the thing we ourselves would certainly choose if we knew the end from the beginning. He is at work to bring us to our full glory.

It is always possible to be thankful for what is given rather than to complain about what is not given. One or the other becomes a habit of life.

Our vision is so limited we can hardly imagine a love that does not show itself in protection from suffering. The love of God is of a different nature altogether. It does not hate tragedy. It never denies reality. It stands in the very teeth of suffering.

The question is simply,'Who is your master?'Once that's settled, you ask whether any word have been spoken. If it has, you have your orders.

We are not meant to die merely in order to be dead. God could not want that for the creatures to whom He has given the breath of life. We die in order to live.