Regret Is The Most Tiresome Of Companions.

It's Been Said That Every New Beginning In Some Other Beginning's End.

I Have Come To Believe That We Do Not Walk Alone In This Life. There Are Others, Fellow Sojourners, Whose Journeys Are Interwoven With Ours In Seemingly Random Patterns, Yet, In The End, Have Been Carefully Placed To Reveal A Remarkable Tapestry. I Believe God Is The Weaver At That Loom.

Everybody Needs Love. Everybody. Those Who Don't Believe That Frighten Me A Little.

Those Willing To Trade Freedom For Certainty Are Certain To Find The Cure Worse Than The Ailment.

Some People Spend So Much Time Hunting Treasure That They Fail To See It All Around Them. It's Like Sifting Through Gold To Find The Silt.