I can say that I never knew what joy was like until I gave up pursuing happiness, or cared to live until I chose to die. For these two discoveries I am beholden to Jesus.

The depravity of man is at once the most empirically verifiable reality but at the same time the most intellectually resisted fact.

We have now educated ourselves into a state of complete imbecility.

What will finally destroy us is not communism or fascism, but man acting like God.

Every happening, great and small, is a parable whereby God speaks to us, and the art of life is to get the message.

Never forget that only dead fish swim with the stream.

God, stay with me, let no word cross my lips that is not your word, no thoughts enter my mind that are not your thoughts, no deed ever be done or entertained by me that is not your deed.

People do not believe lies because they have to, but because they want to.

In the beginning was the Lie and the Lie was made news and dwelt among us, graceless and false.

I have absolutely no doubt that there is an intense anti-Americanism in all Western Europe, and I think the reason for that is a very, very simple one.

The only ultimate disaster that can befall us is to feel ourselves at home on this earth.

Where we come from... is not nearly as startling as where we are going.

When it rains it pours and when it shines you get melanoma.

Dance can reveal everything mysterious that is hidden in music

Love is about all the changes you make, and not just three small words

You may learn much more from a game you lose than from a game you win. You will have to lose hundreds of games before becoming a good player.

Do not look only at yourself, and you will see much. Do not justify yourself, and you will be distinguished. Do not brag, and you will have merit. Do not be prideful, and your work will endure.

The warm sun kissed the earthTo consecrate thy birth,And from his close embraceThy radiant faceSprang into sight,A blossoming delight.

Do you know what happened to the last person who took that tone with me? (Xypher) Let me guess…Disembowelment. Probably painful. Definitely slow. (Simone)

If the imagination is shackled, and nothing is described but what we see, seldom will anything truly great be produced either in Painting or Poetry