The first thought of God was an angel. The first word of God was a man

If I accept the sunshine and warmth, then I must also accept the thunder and lightning.

He who does not prefer exile to slavery is not free by any measure of freedom, truth and duty.

And when you were a silent word upon Life's quivering lips, I too was there, another silent word. Then life uttered us and we came down the years throbbing with memories of yesterday and with longing for tomorrow, for yesterday was death conquered and tomorrow was birth pursued.

The saint and the sinner are twin brothers...one was born but the moment before the other.

The love of a parent for a child is the love that should grow towards separation.

Yesterday is ever jealous of...tomorrow.