I have learned that real angels don't have gossamer white robes and Cherubic skin, they have calloused hands and smell of the days' sweat.

It's our memories that make us who we are. Without them, we're nothing. If that means we have to hurt sometimes, it's worth it.

There are two kinds of people. Those who climb mountains and those who sit in the shadow of the mountains and critique the climbers.

I see people getting so caught up in celebrating diversity that they are neglecting their commonality. I don't see this as a good thing. The Chinese culture has survived for more than five thousand years in part because the Chinese have embraced the same language and culture. I hope I am wrong about this, and that the flame is still on beneath the great American melting pot. Americans need each other, and a house divided, no matter the color of its occupants, is still divided. And divided we all fall.

The truest grace is not to forgive, but to have never found fault.

Usually the most interesting stories are written not on paper but hearts.

Raising or caring for children requires sacrifice and service, which, I believe, heals us from the destructive forces of self-centeredness.