The most irresistible beauty is the radiant glow from a kind and gentle heart.

How crazy it would be if the moon did spin and the earth stood still and the sun went dim!How absolutely ludicrous if snakes could walk and kids could fly and mimes did talk!How silly...

Having this, we want that.Owning some, we want more.Standing here, we wish to be there.If it’s impossible, we struggle to make it happen.Why are we like this? Why not be content with some, here, and...

Magic Words””Silly words cause trills because they’re ludicrous and funny.Happy words paint endless smilesand swallow troubles whole.Thoughtful words are thusbecause they make the day feel sunny.But hurtful words are suchthat pierce the heart and weigh...

To wish for the happiest days is to wish for a season of sorrow; for it is only after prolonged, wintry darkness that the summer sun appears to shine at its brightest.

Why is it we must suffer the loss of something so dear before we realize what a treasure we had?Why must the sun be darkened before we feel how genuinely impossible it is to live...

Christmas is our annual reminder to look up—pondering celestial stars, to look out—serving those in need, and to look down—glorifying our Lord in humble prayer.

Home is where ‘I know you’, ‘I accept you’, ‘I forgive you’, and ‘I love you’ are most likely to be heard.

Between here and there is a journey illuminated by the rising and setting of a radiant sun. Don’t miss its splendor in your all-fired hurry to cross the finish line.

There are these amazing little seeds called compassion. You should grow some.

Life works on the same principle as a boomerang. It’s simple, really—what you send out you get back. A smiling face receives many smiles. Friendliness finds itself surrounded by friends. Giving hugs creates hugs. Offered...

Oh, Man in the Moon””Oh, man in the moon, send an evening star to wink at my dreary eyes, and I shall make a wish for a peaceful world that spins with no more lies....

Just like salt makes sweet taste sweeter, trials make happy feel happier.

The happiest adults are those who never buried old toys or abandoned imaginary friends.

Your opponent’s wrong doesn’t automatically make you right. Most fights aren’t about who’s right; they are contention over degrees of wrongness.

I dreamed my shoulders held up the sky for a thousand hawks that squawked and cawed and beat their feathered wings against the hotness of the day. I supported their flight, watching and marveling, until...

You are not my sunshine. Sorry. You’re more like a gust of arctic wind that bursts in and blows out all the candles when the door cracks open.

I love writing poetry because it’s pretty. I love writing pretty.

Laugh as if it’s funny, embrace as if it’s love, and smile anyway.

Heroes make us smile because they not only rescue us outwardly, but inwardly too.

My fingers combed through my dark hair, short and straight, landing in choppy, uneven ends nearly level with my chin. The color reminded me of every evil character in any fairytale. It seemed all were...

Mother nature changes her looks for the same reason any woman changes her looks—to be noticed.

what’s your name?”what?” i asked, squinting at the light.your name.” I reconized Dr. Olendzki peering over me.you know my name.”I want you to tell me.”Rose. Rose Hathaway.”Do you know your birthday?”Of course I do. Why...

Don’t simply exist in this world, but grasp life’s potential by the jacket. Dare it to be all it can. Make life historical—a gripping account of accomplishment. Make life a mystery—a challenging, bold adventure. Make...

I’m not asking you to walk in my shoes; I’d never wish my afflictions on anyone. But could you walk beside me on secure ground and reach to hold my hand?

No one stands at the beginning of a race and then finds himself at the end having never taken a step forward. And if that were to happen—the sweat and struggle avoided—what stories would he...

It isn’t always a change of scenery needed to make life better. Sometimes it simply requires opening your eyes.

You need tell me nothing; I already know your heart. Through your simplest choices you’ve given yourself away.

It is an incapacitating emotion one feels upon hearing the whispered words “I still love you” after deeply hurting that soul. Forgiveness isn’t weakness.It is power.

When you devalue ethics and morals by proclaiming that our attitude toward them should be casual or lenient, you can’t be surprised by a rising generation who then behaves disrespectfully; treating life, people, and choices...

No matter how loud the sirens or how numerous the hazard signs, we all touch the flames at least once to prove they’re hot.

My life has become a dismal sigh fettered by pangs of grief and anguished weeping.

Very often, what is meant to be a stepping stone turns out to be a slab of wet cement that will harden around your foot if you do not take the next step soon enough.

Mystery, why so attractive to me?You blind me with fear, place hope on my tongue, and with a cold kiss draw me forward. Wary and trembling, I follow.

If we were always given a choice as to every path presented us in life, a multitude of roads leading to priceless treasures would forever go untraveled.Be grateful for your adversities. From toil and triumph...

Helpful is happy.Selfish is sad.(It’s not uncommon to confuse the two.)

Why so eager to jump in and direct someone else’s life when you can’t stick to your own goals and resolutions?

Vengeance would have us assault an enemy’s pride to beat him down. But vengeance hides a dangerous truth, for a humbled foe gains patience, courage, strength, and greater determination.

I am grateful for the rare opportunities to look at my circumstances from a higher perspective, one detached from the dim outlook I normally insist on seeing. These periodic glimpses show me life’s grandeur.

Hay, por mucho, demasiadas víctimas silentes. No porque no anhelen hacer contacto, sino porque lo han intentado y no han encontrado alguien a quien le importe.

Mothers care in volumes of tears and earnestness of prayers and a depth of emotion others cannot fathom.

If only you would kiss me.Press your lips to mine like a searing iron. Wrap me in your arms as if you were a monarch claiming a kingdom. Hold me close until I warm through...

Live today facing forward—with your back on yesterday, your eyes on tomorrow, and your head and heart in the moment.

One thing I’ve learned is that in the midst of your darkest moments of tribulation, there is no such thing as mass friends.

Happiness, thou art naught but an illusion. Thy enchantments are cast upon my eyes, my mind, my spellbound heart. Dependent upon nothing but thy victim’s perception of thee, souls soar at thy artful hand! I...

There’s enchantment in a smile, did you know?Shall I prove in a wink that it is so?Watch my mouth grin wide and see,How quick your lips smile back at me!

Be not wishing and pining but thankfully content. For it is a short bridge between wanting and regret.”- from “Dimpellumpzki

Roza.” His voice had that same wonderful lowness, the same accent . . . itwas all just colder. “You forgot my first lesson: Don’t hesitate.

Twinkle tiny star.Oh, how great you truly are!God’s sign from afar.

Life is a walk through the forest. Don’t fear the trees; fear what lurks behind them.