She had no need to ask why he had come. She knew as certainly as if he had told her that he was here to be where she was.

Even if the absence of government really did mean anarchy in a negative, disorderly sense - which is far from being the case - even then, no anarchical disorder could be worse than the position to which government has led humanity.

Never did Christ utter a single word attesting to a personal resurrection and a life beyond the grave.

He never chooses an opinion; he just wears whatever happens to be in style.

Since corrupt people unite amongst themselves to constitute a force, then honest people must do the same.

A wound in the soul, coming from the rending of the spiritual body, strange as it may seem, gradually closes like a physical wound. And once a deep wound heals over and the edges seem to have knit, a wound in the soul, like a physical wound, can be healed only by the force of life pushing up from inside. This was the way Natasha's wound healed. She thought her life was over. But suddenly her love for her mother showed her that the essence of life - love - was still alive in her. Love awoke, and life awoke.

God is the same everywhere.