Tiny GigglesSilly giggles of laughterI store upon a shelfI give some to otherI save some for myselfI am rich beyond all measureThough not with worldly wealthI store up these treasuresFor my heart and soulful health.

Are we not all books waiting for someone to pick us up and read the pages that people missed?

Talent is always conscious of its own abundance, and does not object to sharing.

Happiness quite unshared can scarcely be called happiness; it has no taste.

When we fully understand the brevity of life, its fleeting joys and unavoidable pains; when we accept the facts that all men and women are approaching an inevitable doom: the consciousness of it should make...

Yes. We both have a bad feeling. Tonight we shall take our bad feelings and share them, and face them. We shall mourn. We shall drain the bitter dregs of mortality. Pain shared, my brother,...

The rain began to fall harder, and it distracted him, but he tried to pull himself back because he felt on the verge of understanding something large and important. It seemed to him that this...

[God] wants you to go home, look at your bucket of seed, and determine in your heart how much you’d like to sow. He wants you to consider thoughtfully your current circumstances, your life, your...

I went to a potluck. I brought my own pot—and luck. The pot was empty, just like my promise to bring food the next time.

I enjoy sharing my books as I do my friends, asking only that you treat them well and see them safely home.

Do you want it?” Isn’t that the Christian thing to do?

If economic catastrophe does come, will it be a time that draws Christians together to share every resource we have, or will it drive us apart to hide in our own basements or mountain retreats,...

No time is better spent than that spent in the service of your fellow man.

To live in the moment, to know and feel that we are loved unconditionally by the One who created and protects us, to love ourselves without conditions and to share that love with others as...

When there are 16 ounces of coffee to be shared by two strangers, and only one 8-ounce cup between them, then one man must give up his coffee, and the other must formulate an alibi.

Even if we have grown so far apart that we don’t recognize each other when we pass, we have this life, this block of time, and what do you think about that?

If you live life on your own terms it shouldn’t feel like a jail cell.

Our value is mirrored back to us through success only when we share the treasure we already are.

For those constantly full of joy, they sometimes feel a little guilty for always feeling so good. That guilt is compassion: it flies in with an attempt to share one’s joy with others who do...

You have to be somebody before you can share yourself.

The best parts of being human are the parts you share.

The biggest form of witchcraft is denying someone information.

If you see your brother in need, it doesn’t matter if you already gave somewhere else. You should be open to the idea of God using you to meet your brother’s unexpected need.

I’ve always been one to share things. Particularly things like responsibility and blame.

Morals; the pathetic answer to authoritySeen two gorillas sharing a banana?

I could really use someone else’s smile today.

I’m a library user and I just don’t hoard books. To me, they’re for sharing.