"Humility is not thinking less of yourself, but thinking of yourself less." -C.S. Lewis
"Oh God, Thou has ade us for thyself, and our hearts are restless till they rest in Thee." -St. Augustine
"If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I Shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.
-Emily Dickinson
"Life is a great big canvas; throw all the paint at it you can." -Danny Kaye
"Youth is happy because it has the ability to see beauty. Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old."-Franz Kafka
"Trust is the courage to accept acceptance." -Paul Tillich
"I think God wants us to lvoe Him more, not love others less." -C.S. Lewis
"I sometimes wonder if we wouldn't have been better off alone, each one for himself. We weren't made for the same road." -Samuel Beckett "Waiting for Godot"
I took my heart in my hand
(O my love, O my love),
I said: Let me fall or stand,
Let me live or die,
But this once hear me speak-
(O my love, O my love)-
Yet a woman's words are weak;
You should speak, not I.
You took my heart in your hand
With a friendly smile,
With a critical eye you scanned,
Then set it down,
And said: It is still unripe,
Better wait a while;
Wait while the skylarks pipe,
Till the corn grows brown
As you set it down it broke-
Broke, but I did not wince;
I smiled at the speech you spoke,
At your judgment that I heard:
But I have not often smiled
Since then, nor questioned since,
Nor cared for corn-flowers wild,
Nor sung with the singing bird.
I take my heart in my hand,
O my God, O my God,
My broken heart in my hand:
Thou hast seen, judge Thou
My hope was written on sand,
O my God, O my God:
Now let Thy judgment stand-
Yea, judge me now
This contemned of a man,
This marred one heedless day,
This heart take Thou to scan
Both within and without:
Refine with fire its gold,
Purge Thou its dross away-
Yea, hold it in Thy hold,
Whence none can pluck it out.
I take my heart in my hand-
I shall not die, but live-
Before Thy face I stand;
I, for Thou callest such:
All that I have I bring,
All that I am I give,
Smile Thou and I shall sing,
But shall not question much.
-Christina Rossetti "Twice"
