Let us not pray to be sheltered from dangers but to be fearless when facing them.

Forget your troubles and dance.

If you cannot get rid of the family skeleton, you may as well make it dance.

Nothing is permanent in this wicked world - not even our troubles.

The tree the tempest with a crash of woodThrows down in front of us is not to barOur passage to our journey's end for good,But just to ask us who we think we are.

The afternoon knows what the morning never suspected.