Honest speech does not seek secret places.

Good, better, best. Never let it rest. 'Til your good is better and your better is best.

every day a million miracles begin at sunrise!

The essence of creativity is figuring out how to use what you already know in order to go beyond what you already think.

Ignorance of the Scriptures is ignorance of Christ.

Learners are encouraged to discover facts and relationships for themselves.

Education must, be not only a transmission of culture but also a provider of alternative views of the world and a strengthener of the will to explore them.

Make knowledge of the Scripture your love ... Live with them, meditate on them, make them the sole object of your knowledge and inquiries.

We are storytelling creatures, and as children we acquire language to tell those stories that we have inside us.

There are things in life that are bigger than ourselves. Life is short, live it well.

"Thinking about thinking" has to be a principle ingredient of any empowering practice of education.

Beware you be not swallowed up in books! An ounce of love is worth a pound of knowledge.

Meantime the Newspaper of Record goes around in a little pleated skirt shaking pompoms, leaping in the air with an idiot grin if so much as a cement mixer passes by.

I always try to say, 'If you want to help the environment, try to do just two things. One, use less of your car. Second, separate your garbage.'

Huge events take place on this earth every day. Earthquakes, hurricanes, even glaciers move. So why couldn't he just look at me?

Where words cease, there music begins.

I have never felt any connection with my family. There is—I must say simply—something in me that is not in my family. That was not visible in my father or mother. I do not know its origin.

As you perform good actions selflessly, true love will blossom, which will purify our emotional mind.

We will never, never sell our freedom for capital or technical aid. We stand for freedom at any cost.

I am the reflection of my source which is magnificent in all ways.

Life is a smoke that curls- Curls in a flickering skein, That winds and whisks and whirls, A figment thin and vain, Into the vast inane. One end for hut and hall.