Man staggers through life yapped at by his reason, pulled and shoved by his appetites, whispered to by fears, beckoned by hopes. Small wonder that what he craves most is self-forgetting.

Our achievements speak for themselves. What we have to keep track of are our failures, discouragements and doubts.

A person's creative ability decreases in direct proportion to the degree to which he takes himself seriously.

Fair play with others is primarily the practice of not blaming them for anything that is wrong with us. We tend to rub our guilty conscience against others the way we wipe dirty fingers on a rag. This is as evil a misuse of others as the practice of exploitation.

The poor on the borderline of starvation live purposeful lives. To be engaged in a desperate struggle for food and shelter is to be wholly free from a sense of futility

To know a person's religion we need not listen to his profession of faith but must find his brand of intolerance.

Where everything is possible miracles become commonplaces, but the familiar ceases to be self-evident.