Character makes its own destiny.

A man does not entreat for love. It is the irresistible impulse towards each other of two souls, a union in which there is neither conscious giving nor receiving.

True sympathy is beyond what can be seen and touched and reasoned upon.

Work, ah! that talisman to guard one against one's self.

Love manufactures every man into a poet while the fever lasts.

Men and women existed before creeds; love is the only religion.

The window of opportunity is always open, just you have to find it.

I want to go after dreams that are destined to fail without diving intervention.

I'm not crazy

So, to praise others for their virtues - Can but encourage one's own efforts

...nobody would think of asking the U.N. General Assembly what it thinks because it is dominated by nations with no power and less legitimacy

All wrong-doing arises because of mind. If mind is transformed can wrong-doing remain?

People have this impression that I'm a little kooky, but I'm actually very OCD.

Everything we do, our entire interior monologue, is prayer.

From silly devotions and from sour-faced saints, good Lord, deliver us.

The moment a man or a woman becomes angry they show a great weakness.