Chocolate is God's apology for brocolli

Books are the most tolerant of friends.

The sweetness of reunion is the joy of heaven.

Life is what happens to us while we're planning something else.

Chocolate is God's apology for brocolli

To choose the path is to choose the destination, but sometimes it seems that the path is under our feet even before we know we're walking.

As a boy I heard this story in church. A man was patching a pitched roof of a tall building when he began sliding off. As he neared the edge of the roof he prayed, "Save me, Lord, and I'll go to church every Sunday, I'll give up drinking, I'll be the best man this city has ever known." As he finished his prayer, a nail snagged onto his overalls and saved him. The man looked up to the sky and shouted, "Never mind, God. I took care of it myself." How true of us.