Where there is no vision, there is no hope.
Nothing is more beautiful than the loveliness of the woods before sunrise.
Anything will give up its secrets if you love it enough. Not only have I found that when I talk to the little flower or to the little peanut they will give up their secrets, but I have found that when I silently commune with people they give up their secrets also – if you love them enough.
Anything will give up its secrets if you love it enough.
I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if we will only tune in.
When you can do the common things of life in an uncommon way, you will command the attention of the world.
Fear of something is at the root of hate for others, and hate within will eventually destroy the hater.
How far you go in life depends on your being tender with the young, compassionate with the aged, sympathetic with the striving and tolerant of the weak and strong. Because someday in your life you will have been all of these.
Most people search high and wide for the key to success. If they only knew, the key to their dreams lies within.
Reading about nature is fine, but if a person walks in the woods and listens carefully, he can learn more than what is in books, for they speak with the voice of God.
Learn to do common things uncommonly well; we must always keep in mind that anything that helps fill the dinner pail is valuable.
Since new developments are the products of a creative mind, we must therefore stimulate and encourage that type of mind in every way possible.
The secret of my success? It is simple. It is found in the Bible.
It is not the style of clothes one wears, neither the kind of automobile one drives, nor the amount of money one has in the bank, that counts. These mean nothing. It is simply service that measures success.
Believe. The promise of God are real. They are as real, as solid, yes infinitely more solid than this table which the materialist so thoroughly believes in. If you would only believe, O ye of little faith.
When I was young, I said to God, ‘God, tell me the mystery of the universe.’ But God answered, ‘That knowledge is for me alone.’ So I said, ‘God, tell me the mystery of the peanut.’ Then God said, ‘Well George, that’s more nearly your size.’ And he told me.
To those who have not yet learned the secret of true happiness, begin now to study the little things in your own door yard.
There is no shortcut to achievement.
Our creator is the same and never changes despite the names given Him by people here and in all parts of the world. Even if we gave Him no name at all, He would still be there, within us, waiting to give us good on this earth.
I wanted to know the name of every stone and flower and insect and bird and beast. I wanted to know where it got its color, where it got its life – but there was no one to tell me.