Once upon a time, in some out of the way corner of that universe which is dispersed into numberless twinkling solar systems, there was a star upon which clever beasts invented knowing.

So long as the priest, that professional negator, slanderer and poisoner of life, is regarded as a superior type of human being, there cannot be any answer to the question: What is Truth?

The hypocrite who always plays one and the same part ceases at last to be a hypocrite.

Is man God's biggest blunder, or is man's God?

Sometimes we owe a friend to the lucky circumstance that we give him no cause for envy.

From people who merely pray we must become people who bless.

Underneath the reality in which we live and have our being, another altogether different reality lies concealed.