There is something incredibly nostalgic and significant about the annual cascade of autumn leaves..

Love may precede respect but it cannot survive the loss of it..

Time remorselessly rambles down the corridors and streets of our lives. but it is not until autumn that most of us become aware that our tickets are ….

Man's glory lies not, Lincoln thought, in 'his goodness,' for this is often nonexistent. He derives glory, instead, from his being made in the image ….

Lincoln grew immeasurably as he came to think of himself as an “instrument of God's will..