If God is for us, who can be against us?
Every one of us has in him a continent of undiscovered character. Blessed is he who acts as Columbus to his own soul.
We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.
Rain clouds come floating in, not to muddy my days ahead, but to make me calm, happy and hopeful.