"There were evenings

those many years ago, at about sunset, when I would walk with the cows. Stopping by a tired old fence post, I would sometimes stand silently in the mellow light and the fragrance of the sunflowers and ask myself, 'If I were going to create a world, what would it be like?' Now with a little thought, the answer seems so natural: 'Just like this one.'" -- Spencer W. Kimball