I know what the world exists for, but I know not how it came into existence. I see the design, but not the designer. I understand the question, but not the questioner.

Life exists to be a mystery.

Man is more social within than without.

Man is truly born the time he dies.

Life is a question asked by God about the way he exists.

The worst insult I can inflict on life is that I do not reflect on its meaning.

The world can never be in the state of right order, strong government, and good influence unless London is truly and literally established as its capital.