It was he who told her of the three inscriptions over the doors of the Milan Cathedral. One, with a carving of roses, says, "All that pleases is but for a moment"; another, with a carving of a cross, says, "All that grieves is but for a moment"; and over the great central door are only the words, "Nothing is important but that which is eternal.

There is no qualitative or quantitative measurement for pain. It is simply there--sharp or dull, shooting or stabbing, bearable or excruciating, local or general, it is unexplained, uninvited, unavoidable. It takes command. It is all-encompassing, implacable, exigent.

Well, that's what faith is about, isn't it? If you really believe that somebody loves you then you trust them. The will of God is love. And love suffers. That's how we know what

We cannot look at the sun all the time, we cannot face death all the time.

so many ways, loss shows us what is precious, while love teaches us who

Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

Even as I hold you, I am letting you go.

The glory of the Lord shall be revealed.

Even a lifetime of grief is only a little while in light of Eternity.

Religion is a very personal thing for me. Religion has its good moments and its poor moments.

Depend upon it that if a man talks of his misfortunes there is something in them that is not disagreeable to him; for where there is nothing but pure misery there never is any recourse to the mention of it.

such fickle days of love when pain and ecstasy share the same hour