Solitude is a necessary protest to the incursions and the false alarms of society's hysteria, a period of cure and recovery.

Faith is not the clinging to a shrine but an endless pilgrimage of the heart. Audacious longing, burning songs, daring thoughts, an impulse overwhelming the heart, usurping the mind--these are all a drive towards serving Him who rings our hearts like a bell. It is as if He were waiting to enter our empty, perishing lives.

We can all do our share to redeem the world in spite of all absurdities and all frustrations and all disappointments.

To serve does not mean to surrender but to share.

Wonder rather than doubt is the root of all knowledge.

There are few ideas in the world of thought which contain so much spiritual power as the idea of the Sabbath. Aeons hence, when of many of our cherished theories only shreds will remain, that cosmic tapestry will continue to shine.

As civilization advances, the sense of wonder declines. Such decline is an alarming symptom of our state of mind. Mankind will not perish for want of information; but only for want of appreciation.