Tomb, thou shalt not hold Him longer; Death is strong, but Life is stronger; Stronger than the dark, the light; Stronger than the wrong, the right; Faith and Hope triumphant say Christ will rise on Easter Day.

When I kiss you, it tastes like heaven... so sweet, loving, kind, and caring.

The most noble criticism is that in which the critic is not the antagonist so much as the rival of the author.

"Bread that this house may never know hunger, salt that life may always have flavor."

Men of the noblest dispositions think themselves happiest when others share their happiness with them.

'Tis midnight now. The bend and broken moon, Batter'd and black, as from a thousand battles, Hangs silent on the purple walls of Heaven.

It is not at all simple to understand the simple.

The greatest genius will never be worth much if he pretends to draw exclusively from his own resources.

I take as my guide the hope of a saint: in crucial things, unity. . . in important things, diversity. . . in all things, generosity.

Gossip is what no one claims to like -- but everyone enjoys.

Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.

Feast of Commemoration of Helena, Protector of the Faith, 330 The cross is laid on every Christian. It begins with the call to abandon the attachments of this world. It is that dying of the old man which is the result of his encounter with Christ. As we embark upon discipleship we surrender ourselves to Christ in union with His death -- we give over our lives to death. Since this happens at the beginning of the Christian life, the cross can never be merely a tragic ending to an otherwise happy religious life. When Christ calls a man, He bids him come and die. It may be a death like that of the first disciples who had to leave home and work to follow Him, or it may be a death like Luther's, who had to leave the monastery and go out into the world. But it is the same death every time -- death in Jesus Christ, the death of the old man at His call. That is why the rich young man was so loath to follow Jesus, for the cost of his following was the death of his will. In fact, every command of Jesus is a call to die, with all our affections and lusts. But we do not want to die, and therefore Jesus Christ and His call are necessarily our death and our life.

Commemoration of Pandita Mary Ramabai, Translator of the Scriptures, 1922 Ultimate confidence in the goodness of life cannot rest upon confidence in the goodness of man. If that is where it rests, it is an optimism which will suffer ultimate disillusionment. Romanticism will be transmuted into cynicism, as it has always been in the world's history. The faith of a Christian is something quite different from this optimism. It is trust in God, in a good God who created a good world, though the world is not now good; in a good God, powerful and good enough finally to destroy the evil that men do and redeem them of their sins. This kind of faith is not optimism. It does not, in fact, arise until optimism breaks down and men cease to trust in themselves that they are righteous.

I like long walks, especially when they are taken by people who annoy me.

It is difficult to tell how much men's minds are conciliated by a kind manner and gentle speech.

"Why not, why not, why not." "Why not?" and "Yeah."

Who knows whether the gods will add tomorrow to the present hour?

The envious only hate the excellence they cannot reach.

Forgiveness is the fragrance the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.

Thou ought to be nice, even to superstition, in keeping thy promises, and therefore equally cautious in making them.