A critic is a gong at a railroad crossing clanging loudly and vainly as the train goes by.

If we discovered that we only had five minutes left to say all that we wanted to say, every telephone booth would be occupied by people calling other people to stammer that they loved them.

When you sell a man a book, you don't sell him 12 ounces of paper and ink and glue - you sell him a whole new life.

Act like you expect to get into the end zone.

Any man worth his salt has by the time he is forty-five accumulated a crown of thorns, and the problem is to learn to wear it over one ear.

Only the sinner has the right to preach.

Religion is an attempt, a noble attempt, to suggest in human terms more-than-human realities.