Faith isn't an act of intelligence, it's an act of imagination.

An original thought would crack your feeble skull like a thunderbolt, you craven vulture.

He loved constantly, instantly, spontaneously, without thought or words. That's what he taught me. Love is not something you think about, it is a state in which you dwell. That was his gift.

Only by being prepared for your death can you ever truly live.

The pursuit of material gain is ultimately empty when measured against eternity.

No one knows why, but second only to eating the brains of the living, the dead love affordable prefab furniture.

It's very difficult to stay angry when a room full of bald guys in orange robes start giggling. Buddhism.