Of all facial expressions, which is the worst to have aimed at you? Wouldn't you agree it's disgust?

Real miracles bother people, like strange sudden pains unknown in medical literature. It's true: They rebut every rule all we good citizens take comfort in. Lazarus obeying orders and climbing up out of the grave - now there's a miracle, and you can bet it upset a lot of folks who were standing around at the time. When a person dies, the earth is generally unwilling to cough him back up. A miracle contradicts the will of the earth.

Routine is worry's sly assassin.

It is one thing to be sick of your own infirmities and another to understand that the people you love most are sick of them also. You are very near then to being friendless in the world.

Love is a strange fact - it hopes all things, believes all things, endures all things. It makes no sense at all.

When a person dies, the earth is generally unwilling to cough him back up. A miracle contradicts the will of earth.

Once traveling, it's remarkable how quickly faith erodes. It starts to look like something else--ignorance, for example. Same thing happened to the Israelites. Sure it's weak, but sometimes you'd rather just have a map.