We should certainly count our blessings, but we should also make our blessings count.

God does not begin by asking us about our ability, but only about our availability, and if we then prove our dependability, he will increase our capability.

The soul is like a violin string: it makes music only when it is stretched.

If, in the end, you have not chosen Jesus Christ it will not matter what you have chosen.

The more seriously we work on our own imperfections, the less we are judgemental of the imperfections of others.

No love is ever wasted. Its worth does not lie in reciprocity.

The submission of one's will is really the only uniquely personal thing we have to place on God's altar. The many other things we 'give' are actually the things He has already given or loaned to us.

We should not assume; however, that just because something is unexplainable by us, it is unexplainable.

Trials and tribulations tend to squeeze the artificiality out of us, leaving the essence of what we really are and clarifying what we really yearn for.

You rock a sobbing child without wondering if today's world is passing you by, because you know you hold tomorrow tightly in your arms.

When we rejoice in beautiful scenery, great art, and great music, it is but the flexing of instincts acquired in another place and another time.

Sleep is a god too proud to wait in palaces, and yet so humble too as not to scorn the meanest country cottages.

I had always thought that once you grew up you could do anything you wanted - stay up all night or eat ice-cream straight out of the container.

The woman frowned. "I probably should have mentioned that annoying habit of letting people come to the wrong conclusions and not correcting them? He got it from me.

Species evolve to meet the environment. An intelligent species changes the environment to suit itself. As soon as a species becomes intelligent, it should stop evolving.

When I hear music, it's visual; I see things.

Schooling, instead of encouraging the asking of questions, too often discourages it.

If children are not permitted-not taught-to be adventurers and explorers as children, what will become of the world...?

Reality is reality. It transcends every concept. There is no concept which can adequately describe it, not even the concept of interdependence.

Thoughts are strange things. they have 'representational' powers: a thought typically represents the world as being one way or another. A sensation, by contrast, seems to just sit there.

We can never reflect too much on God's grace.