“The beginning is the promise of the end.”

The human soul is God’s treasury, out of which he coins unspeakable riches.

Sorrow makes men sincere.

There is no man that lives who does not need to be drilled, disciplined, and developed into something higher and nobler and better than he is by nature. Life is one prolonged birth.

Home should be the center of joy, equatorial and tropical.

“I can forgive, but I cannot forget,” is only another way of saying, “I will not forgive.”

I can forgive, but I cannot forget, is only another way of saying, I will not forgive. Forgiveness ought to be like a cancelled note – torn in two, and burned up, so that it never can be shown against one.

Debt rolls a man over and over, binding him hand and foot, and letting him hang upon the fatal mesh until the long-legged interest devours him.

Compassion will cure more sins than condemnation.

In the early ages men ruled by strength; now they rule by brain, and so long as there is only one man in the world who can think and plan, he will stand head and shoulders above him who cannot.

The best lessons a man ever learns are from his mistakes. It is not for want of schoolmasters that we are still ignorant.

Hold yourself responsible for a higher standard than anybody expects of you. Never excuse yourself.

To array a man’s will against his sickness is the supreme art of medicine.

No coffee can be good in the mouth that does not first send a sweet offering of odor to the nostrils.

The real democratic American idea is, not that every man shall be on a level with every other man, but that every man shall have liberty to be what God made him, without hindrance.

Do not give, as many rich men do, like a hen that lays her eggs and then cackles.

The dog is the god of frolic.

Begin to listen to what you say. Don’t say anything that you don’t want to become true for you.

When the air begins to turn colder, a warmth grows in my core that says – it’s time to start new.

Prayer begins by talking to God, but it ends by listening to Him. In the face of Absolute Truth, silence is the soul’s language.

An affirmation opens the door. It’s a beginning point on the path to change.

When the leaves begin to fall, I find myself returning to old playlists in hopes that I can feel you holding my hand, or kissing me goodnight, or hear you singing my name into songs and blueing when it makes no sense.

Exactly at the instant when hope ceases to be reasonable it begins to be useful.

Life is a book that never ends. Chapters close, but not the book itself. The end of one physical incarnation is like the end of a chapter, on some level setting up the beginning of another.

Conversion is not putting a man in an armchair and taking him easily to heaven. It is the beginning of a mighty conflict, in which it costs much to win the victory.