What really matters is that we should all of us realize that we are guilty of inhumanity. The horror of this realization should shakes us out of our lethargy so that we can direct our hopes and our intentions to the coming of an era in which war will have no place.

There is within each of us a modulation, an inner exaltation, which lifts us above the buffetings with which events assail us. Likewise, it lifts us above dependence upon the gifts of events for our joy.

No ray of sunlight is ever lost, but the green which it awakes into existence needs time to sprout, and it is not always granted to the sower to see the harvest. All work that is worth anything is done in faith.

It is the fate of every truth to be an object of ridicule when it is first acclaimed.

Hear our humble prayer, O God. Make us, ourselves, to be true friends to the animals.

We are all so much together, but we are all dying of loneliness.

The gratitude that we encounter helps us believe in the goodness of the world, and strengthens us thereby to do what's good.