I cannot worry much about your sins and miseries when I have so many of my own. I can only love you all, poor fellow travellers, fellow sufferers. I do not want to add one least straw to the burden you already carry.

Life itself is a haphazard, untidy, messy affair.

No one has a right to sit down and feel hopeless. There's too much work to do.

Our problems stem from our acceptance of this filthy, rotten system.

I believe that we must reach our brother, never toning down our fundamental oppositions, but meeting him when he asks to be met, with a reason for the faith that is in us, as well as with a loving sympathy for them as brothers.

Don't worry about being effective. Just concentrate on being faithful to the truth.

Man is not meant to live alone.