I'm open to the gifts of the Spirit. The real healings are so beautiful I hate to see it blasphemed by fakes who merchandise the gifts. Bethel Church….

If you look at creation the way it is, it is explosively beautiful..

A place where we all go can't be bad..

I'm interested in where we are, where we're going, where we've come from..

There are no slow retroviruses, only slow retrovirologists..

I've never been fired in my life. From anything. I've never failed at anything I've tried..

Beauty is often spoken of as though it only stirs lust or admiration, but the most beautiful people are so in a way that makes them look like destiny….

One thing that's certain: around the corner from every ugly thing, there's something really beautiful. If we stop at every bitter interaction; we'll ….

Pride is the oldest and most common of sins. Humility is the rarest and most beautiful of graces..

I think I am in my last days, but it doesn't really matter because I have had such a beautiful life. I have lived through many wars and have lost ev….

I think magic is very related to happiness. So it is not there all the time, but there are beautiful moments of magic in everyone's life..

Mourning has become unfashionable in the United States. The bereaved are supposed to pull themselves together as quickly as possible and to reweave t….

I feel like always wanting more... that's how you grow and learn. You can't just be satisfied with where you are. There's so much more to learn and c….

All those cliches, those things you hear about having a baby and motherhood - all of them are true. And all of them are the most beautiful things you….

Making something and sending it out into the world and then people not only responding to it but adopting it for their own and making a separate thin….

You won't see Moonves on Twitter..

You have to really have a taste for being alone to be a writer..

I began learning the sportswriting business very early in life..

What is beautiful is right: what is unbeautiful is wrong..

Quietly, like a night bird, floating, soaring, wingless. We glide from shore to shore, curving and falling but not quite touching; Earth: a distant m….

It's the ciiiiiiiiiiiiircle of liiiiiiiiiife!" Iggy sang.