Life moves in one direction only - and each day we are faced with an actual set of circumstances, not with what might have been, not with what we might have done, but with what is, and with where we are now- and from this point we must proceed; not from where we were, not from where we wish we were - but from where we are.

A boy is the only known substance from which a man can be made.

Shouldn't the commandments be re-written? No, they should be re-read!

If you don't want temptation to follow you, don't act as if you are interested.

We should think seriously before we slam doors, before we burn bridges, before we saw off the limb on which we find ourselves sitting.

The interruption we now impatiently put off may be the most important thing we could be doing at this particular time?

Indeed, the greatest blessing that can follow the death of those we love is reconciliation. Without it there is no peace. But with it come quiet thoughts and quickened memories. And what else shall a man do except become reconciled? What purpose does he serve by fighting what he cannot touch or by brooding upon what he cannot change?