Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold. Do you think that I count the days? There is only one day left, always starting over: it is given to us at dawn and taken away from us at dusk. When life gives you lemons, squirt someone in the eye. May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. What is that you express in your eyes? It seems to me more than all the print I have read in my life. The easy confidence with which I know another man's religion is folly teaches me to suspect that my own is also. Burdens are for shoulders strong enough to carry them. If you can make a woman laugh, you can make her do anything. When it is dark enough, you can see the stars. He died not for men, but for each man. If each man had been the only man made, He would have done no less.