“Choose the way of life. Choose the way of love. Choose the way of caring. Choose the way of goodness. It’s up to you. It’s your choice.”

One does not fall “in” or “out” of love. One grows in love.

A life of love is one of continual growth, where the doors and windows of experience are always open to the wonder and magic that life offers. To love is to risk living fully.

Life is uncharted territory. It reveals its story one moment at a time.

You are a special combination for a purpose.

Success often lies just the other side of failure.

What we call the secret of happiness is no more a secret than our willingness to choose life.

Find the person who will love you because of your differences and not in spite of them and you have found a lover for life.

Love is always bestowed as a gift – freely, willingly and without expectation. We don’t love to be loved; we love to love.

Change. It has the power to uplift, to heal, to stimulate, surprise, open new doors, bring fresh experience and create excitement in life.

Your talent is God’s gift to you. What you do with it is your gift back to God.

A total immersion in life offers the best classroom for learning to love.

Stop playing games. A growing relationship can only be nurtured by genuineness.

If I don’t have wisdom, I can teach you only ignorance.

Love can never grow old. Locks may lose their brown and gold. Cheeks may fade and hollow grow. But the hearts that love will know, never winter’s frost and chill, summer’s warmth is in them still.

Life is a paradise for those who love many things with a passion.

After all, the wrong is done. It is past and cannot be changed. We have only the present and the future upon which to move forward.

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

Wherever we may be, or whatever our circumstances, the Lord Jesus sees them. We are never beyond the reach of His care.

Long ago, there was something in me, but now that thing is gone. Now that thing is gone, that thing is gone. I cannot cry. I cannot care. That thing will come back no more.

I attract a crowd, not because I’m an extrovert or I’m over the top or I’m oozing with charisma. It’s because I care.

Let us be very careful that we never exalt any minister, or sermon, or book, or friend above the Word of God.

I live on a ranch in Texas and do my own thing. And I don’t care what anyone has to say about it. My joke is that the only people I’m trying to please are myself and my fans, because they’re the ones buying my records. And I have the best, most loyal fan base ever.

The only way to be really happy in such a world as this, is to be ever casting all our cares on God.

I maintain that to tell a person they are born again, while they are living in carelessness or sin, is a dangerous delusion.