As we meet and touch, each day, The many travelers on our way, Let every such brief contact be A glorious, helpful minister.

Slow buds the pink dawn like a rose From out night's gray and cloudy sheath; Softly and still it grows and grows, Petal by petal, leaf by leaf.

Spring's last-born darling, clear-eyed, sweet, Pauses a moment, with white twinkling feet, And golden locks in breezy play, Half teasing and half tender, to repeat Her song of May.

Earth's saddest day and gladdest day were just three days apart!

Men die but sorrow never dies.

Every day is a fresh beginning; Listen my soul, to the glad refrain, And in spite of old sorrow… and possible pain, Take heart with the day and begin again.

Now the last red ray is gone; Now the twilight shadows hie.

In the deep shadow of the porch A slender bind-weed springs, And climbs, like airy acrobat, The trellises, and swings And dances in the golden sun In fairy loops and rings.

Every tear is answered by a blossom, Every sigh with songs and laughter blent, April-blooms upon the breezes toss them. April knows her own, and is content.

We ring the bells and we raise the strain We hang up garlands everywhere And bid the tapers twinkle fair, And feast and frolic - and then we go Back to the same old lives again.

Every day is a fresh beginning. Every morn is the world made anew.

I don't want to rap about my car. How generic is that? Be creative.

Earlier today, President Bush said Kerry will be a tough and hard-charging opponent. That explains why Bush's nickname for Kerry is math.

In 1978, the tradition of running from village to village with a message was revived. that first run was from Davis to Los Angeles, a distance of 500 miles

I was never a person who was introduced to junk food.

That we have but little faith is not sad, but that we have little faithfulness. By faithfulness faith is earned.

We're running out of time.

All attempts to coerce the living will of human beings into the service of something they do not want must fail

We Love Water. We Thank Water. We Respect Water. We Are All Water. We Are All One.

All too often the church holds up a mirror reflecting back the society around it, rather than a window revealing a different way.

What we need to do is not only live within our means, but start paying down the deficit, and offer an opportunity at least for the next generation to get out.