Last we consider the time of their coming, the season of the year. It was no summer progress. A cold coming they had of it at this time of the year, just the worst time of the year to take a journey, and specially a long journey. The ways deep, the weather sharp, the days short, the sun farthest off, in solsitio brumali, 'the very dead of winter

My father always told us that if we will let God, He can use even our disappointments, even our annoyances to bring us a blessing. There's a practical way to start the process too: by thanking Him for whatever happens, no matter how disagreeable it seems.

While he did have faith and passion he had many challenges to overcome. It was not an easy ride to success, but his through his faith and a passion he did make it

He kneels upon the solid rock and is looking up—not down at his burden!

Without failure there is no sweetness in success. There's no understanding of it.

No one who has passed through the storm has ever regretted the journey. No one stands here and wishes to go back to the other side.

The art of life is not controlling what happens to us, but using what happens to us

She found value in conflict, no matter what. "The purpose of ass-kicking is not that your ass gets kicked at the right time or for the right reason," she often explained. "It's to keep your ass sensitive.

I thank him for surviving—and teaching.

You'll never find a better sparring partner than adversity.

Pessimism is a luxury that a Jew can never allow himself.

Stop seeking out the storms and enjoy more fully the sunlight.