Dare to be imperfect and one day there will tug at your sleeve a soulmate.
Through faith we learn to believe the evidence of our eyes.
O, how much simpler things would be If eyes could paint or brush could see.
So I said to myself, "There but for the grace of God go I," only to realize I was looking in a mirror and had seriously overestimated the grace of God.
The realist sees reality as concrete. The optimist sees reality as clay.
Get involved. You don't want to look back on your life and realize that you successfully managed to stay out of it.