Where Words Fail, Music Speaks.

Every Time A Good Child Dies, An Angel Of God Comes Down To Earth. He Takes The Child In His Arms, Spreads Out His Great White Wings, And Flies With It All Over The Places The Child Loved On Earth. The Angel Plucks A Large Handful Of Flowers, And They Carry It With Them Up To God, Where The Flowers Bloom More Brightly Than They Ever Did On Earth.

A Human Life Is A Story Told By God.

My Life Will Be The Best Illustration Of All My Work.

To Be Born In A Duck's Nest, In A Farmyard, Is Of No Consequence To A Bird, If It Is Hatched From A Swan's Egg.

Eighty Percent Of Our Criminals Come From Unsympathetic Homes.