I am the mother of the wicked, as I am the mother of the virtuous. Never fear. Whenever you are in distress, say to yourself, ‘I have a mother.

The happiness of the world is transitory. The less you become attached to the world, the more you enjoy peace of mind.

You see, my son, it is not a fact that you will never face dangers. Difficulties always come, but they do not last forever. You will see that they pass away like water under a bridge.

God cannot be realized without love. Yes, sincere love.

Don't be afraid. Human birth is full of suffering and one has to endure everything patiently, taking the Name of God. None, not even God in human form can escape the sufferings of the body and mind.

Even the impossible becomes possible through devotion.

No one can suffer for all time. No one will spend all his days on this earth in suffering. Every action brings its own result, and one gets one's opportunities accordingly.

Open your grief-stricken heart to the Lord. Weep and sincerely pray, 'O Lord, draw me towards You; give me peace of mind.' By doing so constantly you, will gradually attain peace of mind.

As you smell the fragrance of a flower by handing it or the smell of sandalwood by rubbing it against a stone, so you obtain spiritual awakening by constantly thinking of God.

There is no treasure equal to contentment and no virtue equal to fortitude.

One must be patient like the earth. What iniquities are being perpetuated on her! Yet she quietly endures them all.

What did you do to her?” There were a thousand things he’d

Just so you know Gallagher Girl,' he whispered softly, 'I'm going to kiss you now.

With the right treatment, love, and care the world is a better place.

Once evolution gets a good basic design, it tends to throw away the variants and concentrate on the near-infinite diversity within that design.

Of course I knew the work of Roland Kirk and Harry Carney and the specific uses they would make of circular breathing, so I knew it was physically possible.

The devil can only destroy those who are already on their way to damnation.

Night is the time to weep,To wet with unseen tearsThose graves of memory where sleepThe joys of other years.

Al Gore's performances could be a case study in abnormal-psychology classes.

It is very strange, and very melancholy, that the paucity of human pleasures should persuade us ever to call hunting one of them.

I don't think you can become what they became without being more than just a pretty face and a great body - you had to have something else.