At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet. |
O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? |
Friendship often ends in love; but love in friendship - never. |
Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye. |
If your parents never had children, chances are you won't, either. |
Christianity is not a theory or speculation, but a life; not a philosophy of life, but a living presence. -- Samuel Taylor Coleridge |
I am one of those who would rather sink with faith than swim without it. |
A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; |
But Jesus beheld them, and said unto them, With men this is impossible; but with God all things are possible. |
The Bible is a window in this prison of hope, through which we look into eternity. - John Sullivan Dwight |