It is the dirt within menโs hearts that is most offensive; the filth you cannot see.
Jocelyn MurrayWhen a tree falls it resounds with a thundering crash; and yet a whole forest grows in silence.
Jocelyn MurrayThere is nothing more painful than the untimely death of someone young and dear to the heart. The harrowing grief surges from a bottomless well of sorrow, drowning the mourner in a torrent of agonizing pain; an exquisite pain that continues to afflict the mourner with heartache and loneliness long after the deceased is buried and gone.
Jocelyn Murray