Pride of the dewy morning, The swain's experienced eye From thee takes timely warning. Nor trusts the gorgeous sky.

Peace is the first thing the angels sang.

And help us, this and every day, to live more nearly as we pray.

Sweet is the infant's waking smile, And sweet the old man's rest-- But middle age by no fond wile, No soothing calm is blest.

Once you make up your mind never to stand waiting and hesitating when your conscience tells you what you ought to do, and you have got the key to every blessing that a sinner can reasonably hope for.

Blest are the pure in heart, for they shall see our God. The secret of the Lord is theirs; Their soul is Christ's abode.

When you find yourself overpowered, as it were, by melancholy, the best way is to go out and do something.

If the Church of England were to fail, it would be found in my parish

Give us grace to listen well.

New every morning is the love Our waking and uprising prove, Through sleep and darkness safely brought, Restored to life and power and thought.

Why should we faint and fear to live alone,Since all alone, so Heaven has willed, we die?Nor even the tenderest heart, and next our own,Knows half the reasons why we smile and sigh.

Tolerance only for those who agree with you is no tolerance at all.

Mine is the blood of the dragon.

A newly married couple said, "What shall we do to make our love endure?" Said the Master, "Love other things together".

Black History Month is in the shortest month of the year, and the coldest-just in case we want to have a parade

No, if there's any ultimate redemption, it would be because I passed though your life without scarring you, and did not diminish who you are.

Life is so very difficult. How can we be anything but kind.

I have tried to kill sectarianism, whether in Catholics or Protestants.

The notion is called wabi-sabi life, like the cherry blossom, it is beautiful because of its impermanence, not in spite of it, more exquisite for the inevitability of loss.

A Zen master, when asked where he would go after he died, replied, 'To Hell, for that's where help is needed most.'

The best view of big government is in the rearview mirror as we leave it behind.