Four things support the world: the learning of the wise, the justice of the great, the prayers of the good, and the valour of the brave.
Everyone who has ever built anywhere a 'new heaven' first found the power thereto in his own hell.
Hope is a good thing - maybe the best thing, and no good thing ever dies
Believe in yourself! Have faith in your abilities! Without a humble but reasonable confidence in your own powers you cannot be successful or happy.
In faith and hope the world will disagree, but all mankind's concern is charity. .
The ink of the scholar is more sacred than the blood of the martyr.
Religion is the recognition of all our duties as divine commands.
He is not strong and powerful who throweth people down; but he is strong who witholdeth himself from anger
I'm a believer. I don't go to church. I don't belong to any particular religion, but I do believe in God. I couldn't write what I write about and be creative without a certain form of belief.
When a woman rises up in glory, her energy is magnetic and her sense of possibility contagious.
Being spiritual has nothing to do with what you believe and everything to do with your state of consciousness.
To withdraw is not to run away - and to stay is no wise action - when there's more reason to fear than to hope.
I have never made but one prayer to God, a very short one: Oh Lord, make my enemies ridiculous. And God granted it.
As a well spent day brings happy sleep, so life well used brings happy death.
Faith is the strength by which a shattered world shall emerge into the light.
Relying on God has to begin all over again every day as if nothing had yet been done.
What happens when people open their hearts?They get better.
I cannot persuade myself that a beneficent and omnipotent God would have designedly created parasitic wasps with the express intention of their feeding within the living bodies of Caterpillars.
You are the salt of the earth; but if the salt loses its flavor, how shall it be seasoned? It is then good for nothing but to be thrown out and trampled underfoot by men.
All religions, arts and sciences are branches of the same tree.
How can I believe in God when just last week I got my tongue caught in the roller of an electric typewriter?