When it comes down to it, even on the natural plane, it is much happier and more enlivening to love than to be loved.

If you are going to try and change things, you had better have your wits about you.

The final word is love.

If you are rushed for time, sow time and you will reap time. Go to church and spend a quiet hour in prayer. You will have more time than ever and your work will get done. Sow time with the poor. Sit and listen to them, give them your time lavishly. You will reap time a hundredfold.

Too much praise makes you feel you must be doing something terribly wrong.

The whole point of view of the anarchist is that everything must start from the bottom up, from man. It seems to me so human a philosophy.

Dear God, please enlarge our hearts to love each other, to love our neighbor, to love our enemy as well as our friend.