“Be happy with those who are happy, and cry with those who are crying.”

In the same way, let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven.

If you love those who love you, what credit is that to you? For even sinners love those who love them. And if you do good to those who do good to you, what credit is that to you? For even sinners do the same.

Do to others whatever you would like them to do to you. This is the essence of all that is taught in the law and the prophets.

All my authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me.

Love should be shown without pretending. Hate evil, and hold on to what is good.

Let the one among you who is without sin be the first to cast a stone.

The harvest is plentiful but the workers are few.

Do not be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Let the day’s own trouble be sufficient for the day.

Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.

But I say to you, Love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you, so that you may be sons of your Father who is in heaven; for he makes his sun rise on the evil and on the good, and sends rain on the just and on the unjust.

For what shall it profit a man, if he gain the whole world, and suffer the loss of his soul?

Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God; trust also in me.

So when Jesus had received the sour wine, He said, “It is finished!” And bowing His head, He gave up His spirit.

Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that proceeds from the mouth of God.

For God so loved the World that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.

Come, follow me and I will send you out to fish for people.

Anyone can make you smile, many people can make you cry, but it takes someone really special to make you smile with tears in your eyes.

Maybe the wolf is in love with the moon, and each month it cries for a love it will never touch.

A reporter once asked me if I ever cried. I wonder if people think I’m just as hard as a rock and have no emotions at all.

Let no one pay me honor with tears, nor celebrate my funeral rites with weeping.

Let no one weep for me, or celebrate my funeral with mourning; for I still live, as I pass to and fro through the mouths of men.

Please tell your sons. It’s okay to cry. Tears don’t make them any less of a boy.

I try to make the producers cry and the crew laugh.

When you’re dead, everything in the world is like a song that makes you cry.