“In the make-up of human beings, intelligence counts for more than our hands, and that is our true strength.”

Hurry to your goal together. That is full bliss when man and woman lie equally conquered.

Death is less bitter punishment than death’s delay.

I can live neither with you, nor without you.

First thing every morning before you arise say out loud, ‘I believe,’ three times.

What is it that love does to a woman? Without she only sleeps; with it alone, she lives.

The burden which is well borne becomes light.

It is the poor man who’ll ever count his flock.

Blemishes are hid by night and every fault forgiven; darkness makes any woman fair.

I flee who chases me and chase who flees me.

Bear and endure: This sorrow will one day prove to be for your good.

It’s right to learn, even from the enemy.

Love is a thing that is full of cares and fears.

Let others praise ancient times; I am glad I was born in these.

Every lover is a soldier.

Love and dignity cannot share the same abode.

Give way to your opponent; thus will you gain the crown of victory.

Our world today so desperately hungers for hope, yet uncounted people have almost given up. There is despair and hopelessness on every hand. Let us be faithful in proclaiming the hope that is in Jesus.

I believe in the principle that I can make a difference in this world. It may be ever so small, but it will count for the greater good.

The atom has taught me that the little things do count – most.

I have one life and one chance to make it count for something… My faith demands that I do whatever I can, wherever I am, whenever I can, for as long as I can with whatever I have to try to make a difference.

There comes a moment when we all must realize that life is short, and in the end the only thing that really counts is not how others see us, but how God sees us.

Cheerful givers do not count the cost of what they give. Their hearts are set on pleasing and cheering the person to whom the gift is given.

When I’m worried and I can’t sleep I count my blessings instead of sheep.

And though the years before I die Stretch out interminably, I Shall only count my life in truth As that brief hour of happy youth.