I believe that there is an explanation for everything, so, yes, I believe in miracles.

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

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

What good is love if you never ask anything of it?

One thing you learn in a long marriage is how many sneezes to wait before saying, "Bless you.

That portion of reality that can be composed within a frame can be understood.

What we have earned by the sweat of our brow, we defend with pride. What we have gained by the accident of birth, we guard with prejudice.