There are times we are givers, but others time we have to let others give to us.
For us, giving back is not an extracurricular activity.
Future generations are not going to ask us what political party were you in. They are going to ask what did you do about it, when you knew the glaciers were melting.
Touch us gently, Time! Let us glide adown thy stream, Gently, - as we sometimes glide Through a quiet dream!
Withdrawing support from globalization is taking us in the wrong direction.
God is most glorified in us when we are most satisfied in Him.
Whatever it means for us to exist, we do so as creatures created, as the universe has been created, to glorify God.
Our economy's growth functions by inciting us to produce more and more with each passing year. In turn, we require cultural forms to enable us to sort through the glut, and our rituals are once again directed towards the immaterial, towards quality and not quantity.
Evil walks among us, and God help us if we don't harden our schools and protect our kids.
Not everyone is granted the opportunity that each of us deserves: to fulfill our God-given potential.
Let us be silent, that we may hear the whispers of the gods.
But you know, the system almost destroyed itself while it was goin' on trying to destroy us.
We have committed the Golden Rule to memory; let us now commit it to life.
Maybe we ought to consider a Golden Rule in foreign policy: Don't do to other nations what we don't want happening to us. We endlessly bomb these countries and then we wonder why they get upset with us?
A loach can't emulate a goldfish. Because of my looks, the public support rating for us won't rise.
The good Lord put oil and gas there for us to find and use, and we'd better do it.
The good Lord made us all out of iron. Then he turns up the heat to forge some of us into steel.
A record for us that sells 50,000 is a good record, and 100,000 is a serious hit.
It gives the listener a good workout, to listen to the music, the same as it does us to play it.
Self-depreciation is a disease. Once it gets a hold on us - good-bye!
