I was giving up. I would have given up - if a voice hadn't made itself heard in my heart. The voice said "I will not die. I refuse it. I will make it through this nightmare. I will beat the odds$$$ as great as they are. I have survived so far$$$ miraculously. Now I will turn miracle into routine. The amazing will be seen everyday. I will put in all the hard work necessary. Yes$$$ so long as God is with me$$$ I will not die. Amen."
To choose doubt as a philosophy of life is akin to choosing immobility as a means of transportation.
Hindus$$$ in their capacity for love$$$ are indeed hairless Christians$$$ just as Muslims$$$ in the way they see God in everything$$$ are bearded Hindus$$$ and Christians$$$ in their devotion to God$$$ are hat wearing Muslims.
If we$$$ citizens$$$ do not support our artists$$$ then we sacrifice our imagination on the altar of crude reality and we end up believing in nothing and having worthless dreams.
Jazz is the art of timing. It teaches you when. When to start$$$ when to wait$$$ when to step it up$$$ and when to take your time$$$ indispensable tools for making someone else happy.
In learning about a person$$$ you learn something about the world and about yourself$$$ and if you can handle what you learn$$$ you can get closer$$$ much closer to them.
Love the life you live. Live the life you love.
The only way to get rid of temptation is to yield to it. Resist it$$$ and your soul grows sick with longing for the things it has forbidden to itself.
For the sake of goodness and love$$$ man shall let death have no sovereignty over his thoughts.
The perishableness of life...imparts value$$$ dignity$$$ interest to life.