Lord! teach me the way my soul should walk.

Do you wish to be free? Then above all things, love God, love your neighbor, love one another, love the common weal; then you will have true liberty.

The only good thing that we owe to Plato and Aristotle is that they brought forward many arguments which we can use against the heretics. Yet they and other philosophers are now in hell.

The whole world knows that His glory has not been spread by force and weapons, but by poor fishermen.

I am the hailstorm that shall break the heads of those who do not take shelter.

Whoever excommunicates me, excommunicates God.

It would be good for religion if many books that seem useful were destroyed. When there were not so many books and not so many arguments and disputes, religion grew more quickly than it has since.

If there be no enemy, no fight; if do fight, no victory; if no victory, no crown.

Elegance of language must give way before simplicity in preaching sound doctrine.

Don't be ashamed to learn from others.

God is the best helper, but He loves to be helped. Be earnest in prayer, but do not neglect human means. You must help yourself in all manner of ways, and then the Lord will be with you.

I may not believe in myself, but I believe in what I'm doing.

Is it better to have had a good thing and lost it, or never to have had it?

Everyone lives by different life code... my life code was the odd one.

In Victorian times the purpose of life was to develop a personality once and for all and then stand on it.

I don't know if it can happen, but apparently I might get divorced before I get married.

That was the real secret of the Tarahumara: they'd never forgotten what it felt like to love running. They remembered that running was mankind's first fine art, our original act of inspired creation.

How simple it is to see that we can only be happy now, and that there will never be a time when it is not now.

This was what being cured was like: like being in a fishbowl, circling always inside the same glass.

I'm very much open to the possibilities.

The art school babe quotes William Blake as she rolls a joint, then I think that I'll score.