Grant me that I may not be a coward, feeling your mercy in my success alone; but let me find the grasp of your hand in my failure.

Most people believe the mind to be a mirror, more or less accurately reflecting the world outside them, not realizing on the contrary that the mind is itself the principal element of creation.

For every child that is born, it brings with it the hope that God is not yet disappointed with man.

He it is, the innermost one, who awakens my being with his deep hidden touches. He it is who puts his enchantment upon these eyes and joyfully plays on the chords of my heart in varied cadence of pleasure and pain.

It is the docile who achieve the most impossible things in this world.

I have spent many days stringing and unstringing my instrument while the song I came to sing remains unsung.

Man goes into the noisy crowd to drown his own clamour of silence.