God be thanked that there are some in the world to whose hearts the barnacles will not cling.

The most precious possession that ever comes to a man in this world is a woman's heart.

Imperfect people are all god has ever had to work with. That must be terribly frustrating to him, but he deals with it. So should we.

Have confidence in who you are and don’t be afraid to go for what you really want in life.

The Church is not a monastery for the isolation of perfect people. It is more like a hospital provided for those who wish to get well.

God gives every bird its food, but He does not throw it into its nest.

Hope on. Journey on. Honestly acknowledge your questions and your concerns, but first and forever fan the flame of your faith, because all things are possible to them that believe.

Above all, never lose faith in your Father in Heaven, who loves you more than you can comprehend.

God doesn't care nearly as much about where you have been as He does about where you are and, with His help, where you are willing to go.

God expects you not simply to face the future; He expects you to embrace and shape the future--to love it and rejoice in it and delight in your opportunities.

Pure Christlike love flowing from true righteousness can change the world.

Wisdom is knowing the right path to take. Integrity is taking it.

Whate'er the passion, knowledge, fame, or pelf, Not one will change his neighbor with himself.

Winter makes a bridge between one year and another and, in this case, one century and the next.

One scientist had discussions about love and compassion. Usually, he felt irritation. After our meeting, for some months, anger never come.

If anyone wants to know what the definition of 'dope' means, it's: 'Definition of Public Enemy.

Not only do we have to be good at waiting, we have to love it. Because waiting is not waiting, it is life.

The nature of language may determine what most people say, but I always speak my own meaning.

And then something truly bizarre happened. I could feel his touch through our eyes. I couldn't look away from him.

How is it that in the so-called barbarian ages art was understood, whereas in our age of progress exactly the opposite is true?

Genius may stand on the shoulders of giants, but it stands alone.