God has infinite attention, infinite leisure to spare for each one of us. He doesn't have to take us in the line. You're as much alone with Him as if you were the only thing He'd ever created.

While we are actually subjected to them, the 'moods' and 'spirits' of nature point no morals. Overwhelming gaiety, insupportable grandeur, sombre desolation are flung at you. Make what you can of them, if you must make at all. The only imperative that nature utters is, 'Look. Listen. Attend.

No man who says, 'I'm as good as you,' believes it. He would not say it if he did.

It is not your business to succeed, but to do right. When you have done so the rest lies with god.

I believe Buddhism to be a simplification of Hinduism and Islam to be a simplification of Xianity.

Pride gets no pleasure out of having something, only out of having more of it than the next man.

Grief is like a long valley, a winding valley where any bend may reveal a totally new landscape.