Best 7 quotes of Joe L. Wheeler on MyQuotes

Lincoln grew immeasurably as he came to think of himself as an “instrument of God's will.

There is something incredibly nostalgic and significant about the annual cascade of autumn leaves.

Time remorselessly rambles down the corridors and streets of our lives. but it is not until autumn that most of us become aware that our tickets are stamped with a terminal destination.

As we hypnotically watch the steadily diminishing reserve of sand in life's hourglass, the instincts of a miser surface. Life is now savored, sipped as with a fine 19th Century French wine.

Love may precede respect but it cannot survive the loss of it.

There is something deep within us that sobs at endings. Why, God, does everything have to end? Why does all nature grow old? Why do spring and summer have to go?

With age, gone are the forevers of youth. Gone is the willingness to procrastinate, delay, to play the waiting game. Now each day is a treasure beyond compare . . . because there are so few such diadems left.