Humanity is an emotional response to an inorganic universe. Religion is its conscience. Language, its lore. And poetry-- folly.
In Karate, I would teach how to kick... But someone without legs could not learn.
I never wished that I could have done more. My only regret would be that I should have done more...
There's nothing to reap from those things we have sown. God smiles down upon us from his mighty throne... Knowing that we can't even keep what we think we own. It's all been from Him... It's all been on loan.
Our time on this world is, at best, very brief... Like the twig holding gently the quivering leaf. But grand is our pleasure... And great is our grief. For breath is the treasure... And death-- the thief!
You've heard it said, ‘You can't live on Love alone'. Well… You can't live on air alone-- or on bread and water, alone. We need them all to live. But what is it worth, to live at all? ... Without Love.
I tire of being referred to as, 'him' or 'you'-- 'hey' or 'he'... So, from now on, you may refer to me as, 'Your Majesty'!