Gratitude is a humble emotion. It expresses itself in a thousand ways, from a sincere thank you to friend or stranger, to the mute, up-reaching acknowledgment to God--not for the gifts of this day only, but for the day itself; not for what we believe will be ours in the future, but for the bounty of the past.

Occasionally the impossible happens; this is a truism that accounts for much of what we call good luck; and also, bad.

You cannot contribute anything to the ideal condition of mind and heart known as Brotherhood, however much you preach, posture, or agree, unless you live it.

Faith is the spiritual house in which we live.

The shadow of fear and uncertainty lies over most of us; for us the future seems far from being as clear and open as we believed it would be.

Character builds slowly, but it can be torn down with incredible swiftness.

Every generation proclaims that each must lead his own life, but seldom grants the subsequent generation the right to lead theirs.