...in the shaping of a life, chance and the ability to respond to chance are everything.

To believe that if only we had this or that we would be happy, or to pursue any excessive desire, diverts us from seeing that happiness depends on an adequate self.

Self-righteousness is a loud din raised to drown the voice of guilt within us.

When hopes and dreams are loose in the streets, it is well for the timid to lock doors, shutter windows and lie low until the wrath has passed.

Unpredictability, too, can become monotonous.

Where there is the necessary technical skill to move mountains, there is no need for the faith that moves mountains.

We do not usually look for allies when we love. Indeed, we often look on those who love with us as rivals and trespassers. But we always look for allies when we hate.