“Death is no more than passing from one room into another. But there’s a difference for me, you know. Because in that other room I shall be able to see.”

We can do anything we want as long as we stick to it long enough.

In a thousand ways my friends turned my limitations into beautiful privileges.

When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us.

When we do the best that we can, we never know what miracle is wrought in our life, or in the life of another.

Relationships are like Rome – difficult to start out, incredible during the prosperity of the ‘golden age’, and unbearable during the fall.

If the blind put their hands in God’s, they find their way more surely than those who see but have not faith or purpose.

The unselfish effort to bring cheer to others will be the beginning of a happier life for ourselves.

Alone we can do so little; together we can do so much.

The unselfish effort to bring cheer to others will be the beginning of a happier life for ourselves.

Alone we can do so little; together we can do so much.

Many people know so little about what is beyond their short range of experience.

Until the great mass of the people shall be filled with the sense of responsibility for each others welfare, social justice can never be attained.

Your success and happiness lies in you. Resolve to keep happy, and your joy and you shall form an invincible host against difficulties.

Unless we form the habit of going to the Bible in bright moments as well as in trouble, we cannot fully respond to its consolations because we lack equilibrium between light and darkness.

For one wild, glad moment we snapped the chain that binds us to earth, and joining hands with the winds we felt ourselves divine.

Life is either a daring adventure or nothing at all.

An epic era has drawn curtains, never to happen again.

You cannot conceive how I ache to be with you: how I would die for one hour.

Love’s very pain is sweet, But its reward is in the world divine Which, if not here, it builds beyond the grave.

Fear does not prevent death. It prevents life.

I crumble into a ball, with the chest pain exploding my soul, the memories and madness is killing me, will you help me?

I want to scream and cry until my lungs dry out the air that I breathe, maybe my death would be beneficial to them.

I wish I was either in your arms full of faith, or that a Thunder bolt would strike me.

Work hard, but make time for your love, family and friends. Nobody remembers PowerPoint presentations on your final day.