Anger is not bitterness. Bitterness can go on eating at a man's heart and mind forever. Anger spends itself in its own time.

There's nothing more physically exhausting than a sense of failure.

A great painting or symphony or play, doesn't diminish us, but enlarges us, and we, too, want to make our own cry of affirmation to the power of Creation behind the Universe.

Integrity, like humility, is a quality which vanishes the moment we are conscious of it in ourselves. We see it only in others.

We look not at the things which are what you would call seen, but at the things which are not seen. For the things which are seen are temporal. But the things that are not seen are eternal.

It is ... through the world of the imagination which takes us beyond the restrictions of provable fact, that we touch the hem of truth.

With our human limitations we're not always able to understand the explanations.