And he arose and came to his father. But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and felt compassion, and ran and embraced him and kissed him. And the son said to him, 'Father, I have sinned against heaven and before you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son. But the father said to his servants, 'Bring quickly the best robe, and put it on him, and put a ring on his hand, and shoes on his feet. And bring the fattened calf and kill it, and cet us eat and celebrate. For this my son was dead, and is alive again; he was lost, and is found.' And they began to celebrate.

Neither fish, flesh nor good red herring.

If people talk about you behind your back, that would mean you are in front, so stay ahead.

In Scouting you are combating the brooding of selfishness.

Friends are people who know you really well and like you anyway.

It's not about who is real to your face. It's about who stays real behind your back.

I want to be like a sunflower; so that even on the darkest days I will stand tall and find the sunlight.