“As you walk the road of life, be careful of your friends. They can make you or break you.”

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.

If Life Gets Too Hard To Stand, Kneel.

The singing of hymns and the rendition of selections from the great sacred oratorios by ward choirs all enhance the spirit of worship.

By and large, I have come to see that if we complain about life, it is because we are thinking only of ourselves.

The greatest job that any mother will ever do will be in nurturing, teaching, lifting, encouraging and rearing her children in righteousness and truth. None other can adequately take her place.

There is no obstacle too great, no challenge too difficult, if we have faith.

I am his, as he is mine. That is truth. And it is unbreakable.

If hearts are our homes, why do we let others break windows and throw stones?

If it comes, let it. If it goes, let it.

Learn to love the sound of your feet walking away from people not meant for you.

Go ahead break my heart. Although I love your darkness, the sun will eventually dry my tears and paint rainbows in my sky. I will transform this pain into poetry and these wings will carry me away.

Not everyone is going to play a part in your life forever & sometimes the shortest journey gives you the best experience in life.

A tear once lost returns but a love once lost is lost forever.

Once, I found myself breaking down between “its okay” and “its not”.