“Do this work until you feel the delight of it.”

The harder I work, Luckier I get.

Hell has three hates: lust, anger and greed.

And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose.

It is only with gratitude that life becomes rich.

Reason is the steering wheel. Emotion is the gas pedal.

Maybe the wolf is in love with the moon, and each month it cries for a love it will never touch.

Do everything in love.

Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.

I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.

By oneself the evil is done, by oneself one suffers; by oneself evil is left undone, by oneself one is purified. Purity and impurity belong to oneself, no one can purify another.

Starve your distractions, feed your focus.

Sweat is just fat crying.

Funny how we believe our own lies.

Today’s weakness is tomorrow’s failure.

The infinite – free, unbounded, full of joy – is our native state.

To the heart that knows contentment, every day is Thanksgiving.

The Sun, the hearth of affection and life, pours burning love on the delighted earth.

Let me enjoy the earth no less because the all-enacting light that fashioned forth its loveliness had other aims than my delight.

All that in this delightful garden grows should happy be and have immortal bliss.

The plant kingdom covers the entire earth, offering our senses great pleasure and the delights of summer.

And gladly would he learn and gladly teach.

Everything that’s lovely is But a brief, dreamy kind of delight.

Fire delight burning bright, full of beauty glimmering ruby.

Delight in the little things.