The city of truth cannot be built on the swampy ground of skepticism.

It seemed to me a matter of course that we should all take our share of the burden of pain which lies upon the world.

The harvested fields bathed in the autumn mist speak of God and his goodness far more vividly than any human lips.

It is through the idealism of youth that man catches sight of truth, and in that idealism he possesses a wealth which he must never exchange for anything else.

If a man loses his reverence for any part of life, he will lose his reverence for all of life.

Whoever is spared personal pain must feel himself called to help in diminishing the pain of others. We must all carry our share of the misery which lies upon the world.

Therapy is the boat across the river, but most don't want to get off. Don't blame, forgive, All healing is self-healing