I'm getting to a point in my life where my whole attitude about the relationship between myself and the audience is totally different.
How happy I am to see myself as imperfect and to be in need of God's mercy.
(Her last words) Oh! I love Him! My God, I love You!
I prefer the monotony of obscure sacrifice to all ecstasies. To pick up a pin for love can convert a soul.
Even now I know it: yes, all my hopes will be fulfilled. . . yes. . . the Lord will work wonders for me which will surpass infinitely my immeasurable desires.
The guest of our soul knows our misery; He comes to find an empty tent within us - that is all He asks.
Discouragement itself is a form of pride.
My sense is that the wonderful technology that we have to visualize the inside of the body often leaves physicians feeling that the exam is a waste of time and so they may shortchange the ritual.
We're not paying a real price for carbon. If we were, we wouldn't be using as much. We need to have the right perspective. It's not just about next quarter's financial return. It's about where we want to be in ten years.
Certainly the people who are close to me are happier. They feel freer.
Air is the very substance of our freedom, the substance of superhuman joy. . . . aerial joy is freedom.