...if all we mean by our love is a craving to be loved, we are in a very deplorable state.

Remember that all worlds draw to an end and that noble death is a treasure which no one is too poor to buy.

What flows into you from myth is not truth but reality (truth is always about something, but reality is that about which truth is), and therefore, every myth becomes the father of innumerable truths on the abstract level.

The real Oxford is a close corporation of jolly, untidy, lazy, good-for-nothing humorous old men, who have been electing their own successors ever since the world began and who intend to go on with it. They'll squeeze under the Revolution or leap over it when the time comes, don't you worry.

I pray because I can't help myself. I pray because I'm helpless. It doesn't change God - it changes me.

God wants a child's heart and a grownup's head.

If education is beaten by training, civilization dies.