Man is the only creature whose emotions are entangled with his memory.
Prayer, to the thinking person, is almost inescapable.
Let me remember that each life must follow its own course, and that what happens to other people has absolutely nothing to do with what happens to me.
The man or woman who treasures his friends is usually solid gold himself.
Death is the perfect knowing.
My God would never deliberately bring harm to anyone. But if it happens, if it simply happens due to wind and rain and weather and man's own mistakes, then God has promises to keep: Li£e continuing. An even richer, fuller, brighter ongoing life to compensate.