He who is too busy doing good finds no time to be good.

And this our life exempt from public haunt finds tongues in trees books in the running brooks sermons in stones and good in everything.

Just as a mother finds pleasure in taking her little child on her lap there to feed and caress him in like manner our loving God shows His fondness for His beloved souls who have given themselves entirely to Him and have placed all their hope in His goodness.

Love knows how to form itself. God will do his work if we do ours. Our job is to prepare ourselves for love. When we do love finds us every time.

Can a mortal ask questions which God finds unanswerable? Quite easily I should think. All nonsense questions are unanswerable.

While day by day the overzealous student stores up facts for future use he who has learned to trust nature finds need for ever fewer external directions. He will discard formula after formula until he reaches the conclusion: Let nature take its course.

Philosophy finds it an easy matter to vanquish past and future evils but the present are commonly too hard for it.

Straight men just can't imagine the bliss of being in a relationship with someone who finds farting as funny as they do.

I think I have an inner confidence that my tastes are pretty simple that what I find funny finds a wide audience. I'm not particularly intellectual or clever or minority-focused in my creative instincts. And I'm certainly not aware of suppressing more sophisticated ambitions.

In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.