In the foothills of the Himalayas, one hears the prayer: "Oh Lord, we know not what is good for us. You know what it is. For it we pray."

Bitterness imprisons life; love releases it.

It is cynicism and fear that freeze life; it is faith that thaws it out, releases it, sets it free.

Nothing in human life, least of all in religion, is ever right until it is beautiful.

God is not a cosmic bellboy for whom we can press a button to get things.

Opinions may be mistaken; love never is.

I hate war... for the dictatorships it puts in the place of democracies, and for the starvation that stalks after it.