“Lord, be my rock of safety, the stronghold that saves me. For the honor of your name lead me and guide me.”

Strive for progress, not perfection.

Everybody wants happiness, nobody wants pain, but you can’t have a rainbow without a little rain.

Whoever can be trusted with very little can also be trusted with much, and whoever is dishonest with very little will also be dishonest with much.

Trust doesn’t mean that you trust that someone won’t screw up – it means you trust them even when they do screw up.

Your value doesn’t decrease based on someone’s inability to see your worth.

Obsessed is a word the lazy use to describe the dedicated.

Its hard to pretend to love someone when you don’t but its harder to pretend that you don’t love someone when you really do

Reading can seriously damage your Ignorance.

Sometimes we have no choice.

Aging is a matter of mind. If you don’t mind, it doesn’t matter.

There is no God but Allah and Muhammad is the Messenger of Allah.

When the world has been unkind, when life’s troubles cloud your mind, Don’t sit down and frown and sigh and moon and mope. Take a walk along the square, fill your lungs with God’s fresh air, Then go whistling back to work and smile and hope.

And my God will supply all your needs according to His riches in glory in Christ Jesus.

Control your temper. Remember, you can measure the size of a person by what makes him or her angry.

I am the creator of my destiny.

Love. Give. Serve. Forgive.

Your name hangs in my heart like a bell’s tongue.

Being a new band, I just can’t think of a better way to get your name out to all of the Hard-Rock crowd than playing with twenty of the biggest Hard-Rock bands in the world.

We have a guy named Phil Hurley who is going to go out on tour with us now.

Of course, I love tools. I also love arranging them, to the point where I came up with a name for my organizing metric: first-order retrievability.

There are perfectly appropriate circumstances to unmask the names of people.

And, in the future, while the dumb show of bohemianism plays itself out in the cookie cutter shape of the politically correct martyr/victim, aesthetic terrorists will not involve themselves in the dubious rewards of celebrity.

Now my soul is incarnate in my country

My body has swallowed her soul, And I and my country are one. My name is million, for I love and suffer for millions.