If we would see others as they see themselves, our shyness would soon become compassion.

For the most part, we carnivores do not eat other carnivores. We prefer to eat our vegetarian friends.

If God had intended me to make excuses for who I am, He would have given me better excuses.

I regret less the road not taken than my all-fired hurry along the road I took.

I don't think most people want to be unhappy. It's just something they've gotten good at.

Through faith we learn to believe the evidence of our eyes.

Overheard in a Washington D.C. church confessional: "Bless me Father, for sins have been committed."