The greatest of all disorders is to think we are whole and need no help.
I was an artistic dilettante for a while, in photography and collage and the visual arts.
Labor, therefore, is a duty from which no man living is exempt, without forfeiting his right to his daily bread.
Our life must answer for our faith.
There is a danger in being persuaded before one understands.
And by the same token, I appreciate math, because I can't do math. If I have to read a map or figure out the tip on a restaurant bill, I might start to tear up a little bit.