You may chain my hands, you may shackle my feet; you may even throw me into a dark prison; but you shall not enslave my thinking, because it is free!

For thought is a bird of space, that in a cage of words may indeed unfold its wings but cannot fly.

Love passes by us, robed in meekness; but we flee from her in fear, or hide in the darkness; or else pursue her, to do evil in her name.

Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.

Fear of the devil is one way of doubting God.

Follow your heart. Your heart is the right guide in everything big. Mine is so limited. What you want to do is determined by that divine element that is in each of us.

The eye of a human being is a microscope, which makes the world seem bigger than it really is.