I never have frustrations. The reason is to wit: Of at first I don't succeed, I quit!

I have no self-respect. But can a man of acute sensibility respect himself at all?

Love all God’s creation, both the whole and every grain of sand. Love every leaf, every ray of light. Love the animals, love the plants, love each separate thing. If thou love each thing thou wilt perceive the mystery of God in all; and when once thou perceive this, thou wilt thenceforward grow every day to a fuller understanding of it: until thou come at last to love the whole world with a love that will then be all-embracing and universal.

It is precisely that requirement of shared worship that has been the principal source of suffering for individual man and the human race since the beginning of history. In their efforts to impose universal worship, men have unsheathed their swords and killed one another. They have invented gods and challenged each other: "Discard your gods and worship mine or I will destroy both your gods and you!"

It is not possible to eat me without insisting that I sing praises of my devourer?

You can be sincere and still be stupid.

It is better to be unhappy and know the worst, than to be happy in a fool's paradise.