How could science be any enemy of religion when God commanded man to be a scientist the day He told him to rule the earth and subject it.
How could science be any enemy of religion when God commanded man to be a scientist the day He told him to rule the earth and subject it.
Show me your hands. Do they have scars from giving? Show me your feet. Are they wounded in service? Show me your heart. Have you left a place for divine love?
Jealousy is the tribute mediocrity pays to genius.
The mind is like a clock that is constantly running down and must be wound up daily with good thoughts.
The big print giveth, and the fine print taketh away.
Baloney is flattery laid on so thick it cannot be true, and blarney is flattery so thin we love it.
Hearing nuns' confessions is like being stoned to death with popcorn.
Pride is an admission of weakness; it secretly fears all competition and dreads all rivals.
The proud man counts his newspaper clippings, the humble man his blessings.
I feel it is time that I also pay tribute to my four writers, Matthew, Mark, Luke and John.
One becomes more interested in a job of work after the first impulse to drop it has been overcome.
Life is like a cash register, in that every account, every thought, every deed, like every sale, is registered and recorded.
Every moment comes to you pregnant with divine purpose . . . . Once it leaves your hands and your power to do with it as you please, it plunges into eternity, to remain forever what you made it.
Love is a mutual self-giving which ends in self-recovery.
It's like being a Knight of the Garter. It's an honor, but it doesn't hold up anything.
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