People are generally irrational, unreasonable and selfish. They deserve to be loved, anyway.
A sacrifice to be real must cost, must hurt, must empty ourselves.
Doctors can heal the body, but it is music that uplifts the spirit.
Every country I love and I am a child of God to love the humans.
There should be less talk. . . . What do you do then? Take a broom and clean someone's house. That says enough.
All of us our but his instruments who do our part and pass by.