As soon as you tolerate something, it becomes bearable, and before long it will become common.

O God... make me a child again, even before I die; give me back the simple faith, the clear vision of the child that holds its father's hand.

Scratch the Christian and you find the pagan - spoiled.

Take from me the hope that I can change the future and you will send me mad.

The way Bernard Shaw believes in himself is very refreshing in these atheistic days when so many people believe in no God at all.

In the din and tumult of the age, the still small voice of Jerusalem remains our only music.

No, the real American has not yet arrived. He is only in the Crucible, I tell you - he will be the fusion of all races, perhaps the coming superman.