God blows on the leaves, they turn to gold, and we call it autumn.

We all grow tired eventually; it happens to everyone. Even the sun, at the close of the year, is no longer a morning person.

We like to think we're in control but we never are.

Most people believe in God because they think he's comforting, not because they think he's real.

It is unjust, but only Christlike, to suffer persecution for doing what is right.

Life is a curriculum unique to every student.