I've learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life.

Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at its destination full of hope.

Each child belongs to all of us and they will bring us a tomorrow in direct relation to the responsibility we have shown to them.

I have enough of life in me to make somebody jealous enough to want to knock me down. I have so much courage in me that I have the effrontery, the incredible gall to stand up. That's it. That's how you get to know who you are.

Bitterness is like cancer. It eats upon the host. But anger is like fire. It burns it all clean.

God puts rainbows in the clouds so that each of us - in the dreariest and most dreaded moments - can see a possibility of hope.

Hope is born again in the faces of children.