People must be changed...goodness cannot be legislated.

God does watch over us and does notice us, but it usually through someone else that he meets our needs.

Humility is royalty without a crown.

No amount of rationalizing can change God's laws. No amount of fashion designing can turn immodesty into virtue, and no amount of popularity can change sin into righteousness.

Do it. Do it right. Do it right now.

Real craftsmanship, regardless of the skill involved, reflects real caring, and real caring reflects our attitude about ourselves, about our fellowmen, and about life.

Dream beautiful dreams and then work to make those dreams come true.

I am convinced that each of us, at some time in our lives, must discover the scriptures for ourselves—and not just discover them once, but rediscover them again and again.

There are great challenges ahead of us, giant opportunities to be met. I welcome that exciting prospect and feel to say to the Lord, humbly, 'Give me this MOUNTAIN,' give me these challenges.

The difficulties and hazards of marriage are greatly increased where backgrounds are different

Success is not measured in achievement of goals, but in the stress and strain of meeting those goals

When you think about justifiable anger in one's personal life, we look at those scenarios in everyday life and through our story with a superhero, we heighten them.

I have learned that images have the power to educate, honor, humiliate, and illuminate.

I was always a lonely person when I was with everyone.

Humility is often only a feigned submissiveness by which men hope to bring other people to submit to them; it is a more calculated sort of pride.

You can't rely on anything. At the end of the day, all you have is yourself.

The blood of Christ can cleanse away all sin. But we must 'plead guilty' before God can declare us innocent.

Whatever the job you are asked to do at whatever level, do a good job because your reputation is your resume.

Can we wonder that men perish and are forgotten, when their noblest and most enduring works decay? Death comes even to monumental structures, and oblivion rests on the most illustrious names.

A beautiful day with the buoyancy of a bird.

When I bestride him, I soar, I am a hawk: he trots the air; the earth sings when he touches it; the basest horn of his hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes.