Words are cheap but they gain greater worth when they first minister to the speaker of the same. 
Loss taught me the strength of faith. Faith in a God who understands. Faith in a Saviour who gave His all. Faith in a Comforter who walked by my side. 
A handful of patience is worth more than a bushel of brains." Dutch proverb 
In Sikaman, deadlines are on wheels. 
Our beliefs about our abilities and the capabilities we have are usually the limiting reactants in the chain reaction of our lives. 
When all you know is how to use a hammer, you think hitting should solve every problem. 
This stupidity of sounding a siren and speeding through traffic with a coffin must be an African speciality. 
A well-rounded head doesn't necessarily house a well-rounded mind. 
We should learn as a people to pay good money for the food that feeds the soul and mind, same as we do for the food that feeds the body. 
Loss taught me the value of tears. Just as the rains come down to wash away debris and dust, tears unleashed can bring relief. 
Loss taught me. Loss taught me that death comes to both the old and the young. 
Even the ant reached its destination as long as it didn't stop walking. 
Having the courage to speak one's mind is as important as knowing when the time is right to do so. 
What a man says when drunk, he thought about whilst sober. 
Stupidity, once it overcomes its initial state of inertia, is sustained by its own momentum. 