“Happy is the man who can brush aside the offending remarks of another and go on his way.”

We seldom get into trouble when we speak softly. It is only when we raise our voices that the sparks fly and tiny molehills become great mountains of contention.

You will come to know that what appears today to be a sacrifice will prove instead to be the greatest investment that you will ever make.

Never assume that you can make it alone. You need the help of the Lord. Never hesitate to get on your knees in some private place and speak with Him.

There are four pillars to a happy marriage: respect one another as individuals; (give) soft answers; (practice)financial honesty; (conduct) family prayer.

The course of our lives is not determined by great, awesome decisions. Our direction is set by the little day-to-day choices which chart the track on which we run.

Quiet talk is the language of love. It is the language of peace. It is the language of God.

You are doing the best you can, and that best results in good to yourself and to others. Do not nag yourself with a sense of failure. Get on your knees and ask for the blessings of the Lord;then stand on your feet and do what you are asked to do.

Work will cure your grief. Serve others.

I am suggesting that we spend a little less time in idleness, in the fruitless pursuit of watching inane and empty television programs. Time so utilized can be put to better advantage, and the consequences will be wonderful.

You must ask for God’s help. After each failure, ask forgiveness, pick yourself up, and try again.

That which comes easily departs easily. That which comes of struggle remains.

Love is like the North Star. In a changing world, it’s always constant.

You can’t plow a field simply by turning it over in your mind.

You have not failed until you quit trying.

It is good to look to the past to gain appreciation for the present and perspective for the future.

Let your first interest be in your home. The baby you hold in your arms will grow quickly as the sunrise and the sunset of the rushing days.

People happy in love have an air of intensity.

There’s nothing like being young, and happy, and fighting.

She was cold by nature, self-love predominating over passion; rather than being virtuous, she preferred to have her pleasures all to herself.

Home should be an oratorio of the memory, singing to all our after life melodies and harmonies of old-remembered joy.

I would have been very happy just cruising around and enjoying the unexpected. I’ve never been ambitious.

The sun does not shine for a few trees and flowers, but for the wide world’s joy.

I never compare myself to anybody. I don’t look at my accomplishments compared to anyone. I’m happy with what I’ve accomplished in boxing.

If you are afraid of the dark, why do you keep on going back to it? You might be afraid of the light.