Quotes from Anonymous

Those who can, do. Those who can do more, volunteer.

In the cookies of life, sisters are the chocolate chips.

A hand omnipotent, in endless space, From chaos, formed a world and found a place, Where, through the countless ages, yet unborn, A star might shine from dusk to rosy morn....

I eat everything that nature voluntarily gives: fruits, vegetables, and the products of plants. But I ask you to spare me what animals are forced to surrender: meat, milk, and cheese.

Teachers who inspire know that teaching is like cultivating a garden, and those who would have nothing to do with thorns must never attempt to gather flowers.

Father, into thy hands I commend my spirit.

Requiem aeternam dona eis, Domine: et lux perpetua luceat eis [Eternal rest give them, O Lord: and let perpetual light shine upon them].

Not by might, nor by power, but by my spirit, saith the Lord of hosts.

A daughter is a mother's gender partner, her closest ally in the family confederacy, an extension of her self.

Whose merchants are princes.

If you don't get lost, there's a chance you may never be found.

What's cuter than one baby? A precious set of twins! With matching little outfits - And matchless little grins... With twice as many babies, How very busy you will be - Just think of all the loving They'll bring your family.

The Lord searcheth all hearts, and understandeth all the imaginations of the thoughts.

[The devil] showed unto him all the kingdoms of the world in a moment of time.

If this counsel or this work be of men, it will come to nought:But if it be of God, ye cannot overthrow it.

Ye are fallen from grace.

Happy is he who can forget what cannot be changed.

She told me she worked in the morningAnd started to laugh,I told her I didn'tAnd crawled off to sleep in the bath.And when I awokeI was alone,This bird had flown.So I lit a fire,Isn't it goodNorwegian wood.

You know you are getting old when it takes too much effort to procrastinate.

Cease ye from man, whose breath is in his nostrils.

Dios te tenga en su santa mano [God keep you in his holy hand].

O Lord, I want to be in that numberWhen the saints go marching in.

His countenance was like lightning, and his raiment white as snow.

For I was an hungred, and ye gave me meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me drink: I was a stranger, and ye took me in:Naked, and ye clothed me: I was sick, and ye visited me: I was in prison, and ye came unto me.