Do not measure success by today's harvest. Measure success by the seeds you plant today.
That man is a success who has lived well, laughed often and loved much.
Wine is bottled poetry.
Loving God, help us remember the birth of Jesus, that we may share in the song of the angels, the gladness of the shepherds, and the worship of the wise men.
No man is useless while he has a friend.
There comes an end to all things; the most capacious measure is filled at last; and this brief condescension to evil finally destroyed the balance of my soul.