God loves each of us as if there were only one of us.
What does love look like? It has the hands to help others. It has the feet to hasten to the poor and needy. It has eyes to see misery and want. It has the ears to hear the sighs and sorrows of men. That is what love looks like.
What then is time? If no one asks me, I know what it is. If I wish to explain it to him who asks, I do not know.
The World is a book, and those who do not travel read only a page.
Patience is the companion of wisdom.
Pray as though everything depended on God. Work as though everything depended on you.