For the sacrificed, in the hour of sacrifice, only one thing counts: faith-alone among enemies and skeptics. Faith, in spite of the humiliation which is both the necessary precondition and the consequence of faith, faith without any hope of compensation other than he can find in a faith which reality seems so thoroughly to refute.

Unless there is a spiritual renaissance, the world will know no peace.

The longest journey is the journey inward.

The truth is so simple that it is regarded as a pretentious banality.

If even dying is to be made a social function, then, grant me the favor of sneaking out on tiptoe without disturbing the party.

God does not die on the day when we cease to believe in a personal deity, but we die on the day when our lives cease to be illumined by the steady radiance, renewed daily, of a wonder, the source of which is beyond all reason.

We cannot afford to forget any experience, not even the most painful.