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?

The hardest thing to accept as a parent is that you cannot apply the bandage before the bruise.

There is in every artist's studio a scrap heap of discarded works in which the artist's discipline prevailed against his imagination.

More good has been accomplished by simple people seeking their own honest ends than by all the philanthropists in history.

Through the blackest night, morning gently tiptoes, feeling its way to dawn.

Ever wonder what crime you committed that you are confined to a small enclosure above your sinuses, under permanent skull arrest?

Turn your love into promises, that when you doubt your love, you may simply ask, "Am I keeping my promises?"