Il pleure dans mon coeurComme il pleut sur la ville.Tears are shed in my heart like the rain on the town.

Everyone in the valleys knew me and because of that, so many people used my name in the valleys that there must have been at least a hundred times a night that the name ‘Malcolm Price’ was used.

The infant New York Times boasted that no newspaper printing what was really worth reading ever perished for lack of readers.

In the social jungle of human existence, there is no feeling of being alive without a sense of identity.

Now deep in ocean sunk the lamp of light, And drew behind the cloudy vale of night.

I'm a little lamb who's lost in the wood.

A rich man is one who isn't afraid to ask the salesperson to show him something cheaper.

Every Christian is endued with a power whereby he is enabled to resist temptations.

I'm not promising a championship. I know how hard that is to deliver. We're not ready right now.

Everything you possess of skill, and wealth, and handicraft, wasn't it first merely a thought and a quest?

The child that never learns to obey his parents in the home will not obey God or man out of the home.