Angels, roll the rock away;
Death, yield up thy mighty prey:
See, He rises from the tomb,
Glowing with immortal bloom.
-Thomas Scott, "Easter Angels"
We worry about what a child will become tomorrow, yet we forget that he is someone today.
-Stacia Tauscher
Find a job you like and you add five days to every week.
-H. Jackson Browne
There is in every true woman's heart a spark of heavenly fire, which lies dormant in the broad daylight of prosperity; but which kindles up, and beams and blazes in the dark hour of adversity.
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