“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.

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.

Why do you weep? Did you think I was immortal?

A crier of green sauce.

Love cries victory when the tears of a woman become the sole defence of her virtue.

I’d rather write about laughing than crying, For laughter makes men human, and courageous.

I promise all Cuban mothers that I will never will make them weep.

There is not one square inch of the entire creation about which Jesus does not cry out, ‘This is mine!’