Cars are the reason we, you know, people live or die.

There is no greater love than this. There is no greater gift that can ever be given. To be willing to die, so another might live -- there is no greater lover than this.

There’s a day that is coming when all the last will be first and every orphan will be home.

I would hate to be a new artist or writer in town today. But somehow the cream continues to rise. If there's one who's great, he just jumps out of the pack like you can't believe.

Out of these ashes beauty will rise.

Success breeds volume, and it's just amazing how many young writers, artists, and musicians there are in town.

I don't see the big picture. I don't have a clue. But I know God does. I'm going to declare that, even if I don't feel it right now.