As the poet said, 'Only God can make a tree' - probably because it's so hard to figure out how to get the bark on.
Faith, as well intentioned as it may be, must be built on facts, not fiction - faith in fiction is a damnable false hope.
Relying on God has to begin all over again every day as if nothing had yet been done.
Though our feelings come and go, God's love for us does not.
Doubt is a pain too lonely to know that faith is his twin brother.
Hope is such a beautiful word, but it often seems very fragile. Life is still being needlessly hurt and destroyed.
Do not let Sunday be taken from you If your soul has no Sunday, it becomes an orphan.
Until the great mass of the people shall be filled with the sense of responsibility for each other's welfare, social justice can never be attained.
All religions, arts and sciences are branches of the same tree.
That man has reached immortality who is disturbed by nothing material.
Yes I am with you always, until the very end of time
We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature - trees, flowers, grass- grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence... We need silence to be able to touch souls.
One of the greatest tragedies in mankind's entire history may be that morality was hijacked by religion.
From the beginning men used God to justify the unjustifiable.
You may never have proof of your importance but you are more important than you think. There are always those who couldnít do without you. The rub is that you donít always know who.
You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one. I hope someday you'll join us. And the world will live as one.
You have to grow from the inside out. None can teach you,
none can make you spiritual. There is no other teacher but your own soul.
The lust of the flesh directs these desires [of personal union], however, to satisfaction of the body, often at the cost of a real and full communion of persons.
Faith is a state of openness or trust.
How can I believe in God when just last week I got my tongue caught in the roller of an electric typewriter?
I'm normally not a praying man, but if you're up there, please save me Superman.