Human life lay foul before men's eyes, crushed to the dust beneath religion's weight.

Constant dripping hollows out a stone.

All religions are equally sublime to the ignorant, useful to the politician, and ridiculous to the philosopher.

Nothing can be created out of nothing.

The water hollows out the stone, not by force but drop by drop.

Too often in time past, religion has brought forth criminal and shameful actions... How many evils has religion caused?

No matter how difficult a task may look.. Persistence and steady action will get you through

What came from the earth returns back to the earth, and the spirit that was sent from heaven, again carried back, is received into the temple of heaven.

The drops of rain make a hole in the stone not by violence but by oft falling.

Only religion can lead to such evil.

For fools admire and love those things they see hidden in verses turned all upside down, and take for truth what sweetly strokes the ears and comes with sound of phrases fine imbued.

There is no literature anymore, there are just single books that arrive in bookstores, just as letters, newspapers, advertising pamphlets arrive in mailboxes.

Most American children suffer too much mother and too little father.

After graduation in June of 1984, I moved to Manhattan. My first stop was a psychiatrist, who in less than our first fifty-minute session again diagnosed me with depression.

La Mancha is a very macho, chauvinistic society. I saw very clearly that my life had to be in Madrid, and I liberated myself from my mum and dad after high school.

The cat seldom interferes with other people's rights. His intelligence keeps him from doing many of the fool things that complicate life.

While men inhabiting different parts of this vast continent cannot be expected to hold the same opinions, they can unite in a common objective and sustain common principles.

If we just give God the little that we have, we can trust Him to make it go around.

My door was open part of the time, and part of the time I tried to get a nap and their voices annoyed me, and I closed it. I kept it open in summer more or less, and closed in winter.

One wants to see the artifice of the thing as well as the subject.

If this were played upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable fiction.