We are afraid of ideas, of experimenting, of change. We shrink from thinking a problem through to a logical conclusion.

We have no firm hold on any knowledge or philosophy that can lift us out of our difficulties.

Every renaissance comes to the world with a cry, the cry of the human spirit to be free.

We are afraid of ideas, of experimenting, of change. We shrink from thinking a problem through to a logical conclusion.

The Great War proved how confused the world is. Depression is proving it again.

We imagine that we want to escape our selfish and commonplace existence, but we cling desperately to our chains.

You can't touch love, but you can feel the sweetness that it pours into everything.