The soul is immortal- well then, if I shall always live, I must have lived before, lived for a whole eternity.

What doubt can you have of the Creator when you behold His creation?... Who has decked the heavenly firmament with its stars? Who has clothed the earth in its beauty? How could it be without the creator?

Faith is the sense of life, that sense by virtue of which man does not destroy himself, but continues to live on. It is the force whereby we live.

Not all of life's roads are set fast, for a man may do this or a man may do that and not even the gods know the mind of a man.

Where there is love, there is God also.

Faith is the force of life.

Our whole life is taken up with anxiety for personal security, with preparations for living, so that we really never live at all.