The nurse of full-grown souls is solitude.

Books are the bees which carry the quickening pollen from one to another mind.

Fate loves the fearless.

The devil loves nothing better than the intolerance of reformers.

All the beautiful sentiments in the world weigh less than a single lovely action.

One thorn of experience is worth a whole wilderness of warning.

Light is the symbol of truth.

A weed is no more than a flower in disguise.

Compromise makes a good umbrella, but a poor roof.

The brain can be easy to buy, but the heart never comes to market.

Each day the world is born anew for him who takes it rightly.

Life is a manifestation of the unified field of consciousness. Colors, beauty, pleasure and pain are its songs of creation.

Love is beyond the physical.

I wouldn't put it past God to arrange a virgin birth if He wanted, but I very much doubt if He would.

Has every oyster a different taste?

Ask: is what I'm doing and thinking right now bringing me closer to myself or farther away? Opening my heart or closing it? You have a choice.

But I'm not as bad as Al Pacino - he doesn't even know what month it is half the time when he's working.

I just think it's ridiculous to be dogmatic and be caught in the past. You have to be open, aware, nimble and flexible about changes in the world.

I must confess, as the experience of my own soul, that the expectation of loving my friends in heaven principally kindles my love to them while on earth.

Valentine's Day's not for men.

In order to be happy oneself it is necessary to make at least one other person happy.