“I shall keep my book on the table here, and read a little every morning as soon as I wake, for I know it will do me good, and help me through the day.”

“Yes," she said. "I live in Poverty Vale. The floor of the valley is very hard and poor. But the King walks with me here. Every day he comes and helps me. Every day he helps me bear my burden. Showers of blessing fall every day or two. In my struggles celestial ones camp about me. I feel their ministrations. I enjoy their care. I know what is pain and what is poverty and what is persecution, but while the King walks with me I shall not murmur. Yea, tho I walk through the vale of poverty all the days of my life, yet I shall feast at the table of my King and my cup of joy shall run over”

“God, thank you for waking me up this morning. I want to embrace every day, however limited my day may be, as a gift from God. I want to live this day to its fullest. I know there are things I can no longer do. I know I am facing daily limitations. But I want to focus on what I can do, not on what I cannot do. So help me God. I know this day will never be repeated. I know I cannot live it over again. Help me to live it to its fullest.”

“I want to wake up with you beside me in the mornings. I want to spend my evenings looking at you across the dinner table. I want to share every mundane detail of my day with you and hear every detail of yours. I want to laugh with you and fall asleep with you in my arms.”

“all my parents do is drink. They hate me. Do you know what it's like waking up every morning knowing you're not good enough? there are only two things wrong with me-everything I do and everything I say. They'll never be happy until I'm dead”

“My future starts when I wake up every morning. Every day I find something creative to do with my life.”