"In France a woman will not go to sleep until she has talked over affairs of state with her lover or her husband."

“The trend has been mobile was winning. It's now won.”

“If only one little unhappy child is made happy with the love of Jesus,...will it not be worth...giving all for that?”

“I’m pleased to see the progress made on the Windsor Regional Hospital project. This is an important project for our community in terms of the stimulus it is providing to the local economy and the vital role the new facility will play in providing state-of-the-art health care and treatment to Windsor residents.”

“And I reminded myself that it's easy to be grateful for the obvious blessings in life, much harder to be grateful for the tough moments and the lessons they teach.”

Source : Celia Rivenbark (2009). “You Can't Drink All Day If You Don't Start in the Morning”, p.164, Macmillan

“The successful person makes a habit of doing what the failing person doesn't like to do.”

“Contrology is not a system of haphazard exercises designed to produce only bulging muscles. ... Nor does Contrology err either by over-developed a few muscles at the expense of all others with resulting loss of grace and suppleness, or a sacrifice of the heart or lungs. Rather, it was conceived to limber and stretch muscles and ligaments so that your body will be as supple as that of a cat and not muscular like that of the body of a brewery-truck horse, or the muscle-bound body of the professional weight lifter you so much admire at the circus.”

“To fix your attention on the best is to surround yourself with the best, and to become the best.”

Source : Wallace D. Wattles (2015). “The Science of Wallace D. Wattles: The Science of Being Well, The Science of Getting Rich & The Science of Being Great – Complete Trilogy: From one of the New Thought pioneers, author of How to Promote Yourself, New Science of Living and Healing, Hellfire Harrison, A New Christ, How to Get What You Want and Jesus The Man and His Work”, p.33, e-artnow

“The morning drips her dew for me, Noon spreads an opal canopy. Home-bound, the drifting cloud-crafts rest Where sunset ambers all the west...”