A ship in harbor is safe, but that's not what ships are built for.

A ship in harbor is safe, but that's not what ships are built for.

I can write good songs. I can sing 'em, and I mean it, I mean it deeply, and I pour read more

I can write good songs. I can sing 'em, and I mean it, I mean it deeply, and I pour everything into that. Other than that, I suck.

Brethren, I do not count myself to have apprehended, but one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind read more

Brethren, I do not count myself to have apprehended, but one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind and reaching forward toward to those things which are ahead, I press toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.

For peace of mind, resign as general manager of the universe.

For peace of mind, resign as general manager of the universe.

The greatness of a man's power is the measure of his surrender.

The greatness of a man's power is the measure of his surrender.

The last suit that you wear, you don't need any pockets.

The last suit that you wear, you don't need any pockets.

Here is little Effie's head. Her brains are made of gingerbread. When
the judgement day comes, God will find six read more

Here is little Effie's head. Her brains are made of gingerbread. When
the judgement day comes, God will find six crumbs. Stooping by the coffin
lid waiting for something to rise as the something's always did. Imagine
His surprise, bellowing above the general noise, "Where is Effie? She
was dead." Back to God in a tiny voice: "My name's Maybe."
The first crumb said. The number two crumb picked up the song.
"Might, I'm called. I've done no wrong." Cried the third crumb,
"I am Should. Here's our little brother Could and my big sister
Would. Don't punish us for we've been good." And the last crumb, with
some shame, whispered unto God, "My name is Must and with the others,
we've been Effie, who isn't alive and never was. Cross the threshold have
no dread. Lift the sheet back in this way.

To be upset over what you don't have is to waste what you do have.

To be upset over what you don't have is to waste what you do have.

Hope is an orientation of spirit, an orientation of the
heart. It is not the conviction that something will turn read more

Hope is an orientation of spirit, an orientation of the
heart. It is not the conviction that something will turn out well, but the
certainty that something makes sense, regardless of how it turns out.