The root of the matter is a very simple and old fashioned thing... love or compassion. If you feel this, you have a motive for existence, a guide for action, a reason for courage, an imperative necessity for intellectual honesty.

What hunger is in relation to food, zest is in relation to life.

One is always a little afraid of love, but above all, one is afraid of pain or causing pain.

At first it seems obvious, but the more you think about it the stranger the deductions from this axiom seem to become; in the end you cease to understand what is meant by it.

dont let the old break you; let the love make you

There is something feeble and a little contemptible about a man who cannot face the perils of life without the help of comfortable myths.

Well, there are many religions, but I suppose they all worship the same God.