Tragedy isn't getting something, or failing to get it; it's losing something you already have.

The only mothers it is safe to forget on Mother's Day are the good ones.

Your children tell you casually years later what it would have killed you with worry to know at the time.

Your money, or your life. We know what to do when a burglar makes this demand of us, but not when God does.

We are irritated by rascals, intolerant of fools, and prepared to love the rest. But where are they?

We waste a lot of time running after people we could have caught by just standing still.

Many things can make you miserable for weeks; few can bring you a whole day of happiness.