They were like two enemies in love with one another.

Love every leaf, every ray of light. Love the animals, love the plants, love each separate thing. Loving all, you will perceive the mystery of God in all.

No, evidently habit means a lot. The devil knows what habit can do to a person.

There is no subject so old that something new cannot be said about it.

Whatever distinguishes one lump of flesh from another when we're alive, we're all the same once we're dead. Just used-up shells.

The greater the stupidity, the greater the clarity. Stupidity is brief and guileless, while wit equivocates and hides. Wit is a scoundrel, while stupidity is honest and sincere.

The mystery of human existence lies not in just staying alive, but in finding something to live for.