In the Father's house we shall meet Buddhists and Jews, Muslims and Protestants.

When I give food to the poor, they call me a saint. When I ask why the poor have no food, they call me a communist.

When we are dreaming alone it is only a dream. When we are dreaming with others, it is the beginning of reality.

Keep your language. Love its sounds, its modulation, its rhythm. But try to march together with men of different languages, remote from your own, who wish like you for a more just and human world.

Without justice and love, peace will always be a great illusion.

Any time, day or night, at home or in the street, wherever we are, we live bathed in God. If we always kept this in mind, it would be impossible to sin.

I want to go slow, baby, I really do, " he whispered at the side of her neck. "But I'm not going to be able to this first time." "Thank heavens.

True religion is real living; living with all one's soul, with all one's goodness and righteousness.

I've read hundreds of cookbooks. Most of those cookbooks don't even tell you how to get a steak ready, how to bake biscuits or an apple pie.

Nostalgia is a product of dissatisfaction and rage. It´s a settling of grievances between the present and the past.

Sink into morbid, cynical reflection on how much romantic heartbreak is to do with ego and miffed pride rather than actual loss

Grip the nettle firmly and it will become a stick with which to beat your enemy.

Earlier this year I had my hair feng-shuied.

Drinking and driving is safer than either drinking or driving - and no one has ever died drinking, driving and juggling.

I'm the type that thinks if you don't learn from history, you're doomed to repeat it.

He who can suppress a moments anger may prevent a day of sorrow.