The entire universe is nothing but a great metaphor.

We possess nothing in the world - a mere chance can strip us of everything - except the power to say 'I.

Workers need poetry more than bread. They need that their life should be a poem. They need some light from eternity. Religion alone can be the source of such poetry.

There are only two things that pierce the human heart. One is beauty. The other is affliction.

Human beings are so made that the ones who do the crushing feel nothing; it is the person crushed who feels what is happening. Unless one has placed oneself on the side of the oppressed, to feel with them, one cannot understand.

It is much easier to imagine ourselves in the place of God the Creator than in the place of Christ crucified.

The children of God should not have any other country here below but the universe itself, with the totality of all the reasoning creatures it ever has contained, contains, or ever will contain. That is the native city to which we owe our love.