There is never an embarrassing silence that can't be turned into a regrettable conversation.

It's a nasty divorce when they can't agree on how to divvy up the His and Hers towels.

If God had wanted to be a big secret, He would not have created babbling brooks and whispering pines.

If Creation were a crime, would not God be the prime suspect?

Try to discover, The road to success, And you'll seek, But never find, But blaze your own path, And the road to success, Will trail right behind.

As any artist can tell you, it is easier to reach perfection than to stop there.

God left so many fingerprints at the scene of Creation that you wonder — does He want to be found, or does He want to be stopped?