It has been said that life has treated me harshly; and sometimes I have complained in my heart because many pleasures of human experience have been withheld from me...if much has been denied me, much, very much, has been given me.

Deep, solemn optimism, it seems to me, should spring from this firm belief in the presence of God in the individual; not a remote, unapproachable governor of the universe, but a God who is very near every one of us, who is present not only in earth, sea and sky, but also in every pure and noble impulse of our hearts.

What is the use of such terrible diligence as many tire themselves out with, if they always postpone their exchange of smiles with Beauty and Joy to cling to irksome duties and relations?

I regard philanthropy as a tragic apology for wrong conditions under which human beings live.

The most pathetic person in the world is someone who has sight, but has no vision.

The beginning of my life was simple and much like every other little life. I came, I saw, I conquered, as the first baby in the family always does.

True friends never apart maybe in distance but never in heart