Your death taps you on the shoulder, or takes your hand, and says, ‘Come along o’ me, it’s time.
A loving heart, determination, faith, courage, trust, belief, truth, and a solid soul create the wings with which we fly.
Building art is a synthesis of life in materialised form. We should try to bring in under the same hat not a splintered way of thinking, but all in harmony together.
It is best to rise from life as from a banquet, neither thirsty nor drunken.
If you love somebody, you love them. My parents had a 25-year age gap between them and my mum was the breadwinner, my dad the house husband. I'm a strong believer that a good relationship can work, wh...
God is not a cosmic bellboy for whom we can press a button to get things.
Art is not about itself but the attention we bring to it.
Your personal truth is your gift to the world.
Big things in the glory of the world mean nothing. Small things in glory of God mean everything. Truly..., size doesn't matter in this world or in the world to come.
Extend to each person, no matter how trivial the contact, all the care and kindness and understanding and love that you can muster, and do it with no thought of any reward. Your life will never be the...
My mother told me Homer Ditto was not my father. Nope. Mom had had a fling with some other guy who was my dad. Some dude who didn't stick around too long who Mom was happy to get rid of. She chose Hom...