The natural man has only two primal passions: to get and beget.

Man's maturity: to have regained the seriousness that he had as a child at play.

This is a pretty flimflam.

And he said, My son shall not go down with you; for his brother is dead, and he is left alone: if mischief befall him by the way in the which we go, then shall ye bring down my gray hairs with sorrow to the grave.

The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. Resist it, and your soul grows sick with longing for the things it has forbidden to itself.

The more I train the more I realize I have more speed in me.

Martin Luther King said America had given a bad check to black people.

When they were filled, he said unto his disciples, Gather up the fragments that remain, that nothing be lost.

Striving for excellence motivates you; striving for perfection is demoralizing.

Solitary trees, if they grow at all, grow strong.

If a man is proud of his wealth, he should not be praised until it is known how he employs it.

Swings the scaly horror of his folded tail.

Feast of George, Martyr, Patron of England, c.304 Commemoration of Michael Ramsey, Archbishop of Canterbury, Teacher, 1988 The Christian's life is lived in the open, not in a pious cubby-hole. As Christ gives Himself to feed us, so we have to incarnate something of His all-loving, all-sacrificing soul. If we do not, then we have not really received Him. That is the plain truth. It has been said that there are many ways and degrees of receiving the Blessed Sacrament. It really depends on how wide we open our hearts. A spiritually selfish communion is not a communion at all.

Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still like muffled drums are beating Funeral marches to the grave.

The love of Christ both wounds and heals, it fascinates and frightens, it kills and makes alive, it draws and repulses. There can be nothing more terrible or wonderful than to be stricken with love for Christ so deeply that the whole being goes out in a pained adoration of His person, an adoration that disturbs and disconcerts while it purges and satisfies and relaxes the deep inner heart.

The bell that tolls for all in boxing belongs to a cash register.

It was sheer professionalism and inspiration and the fact that you really cannot have people marching into other people's territory and staying there.

My friend, why have you drifted so far away? All motion is relative, maybe it is you who have moved away by standing still.

The language of truth is unadorned and always simple.

A poet can survive everything but a misprint.