There goes a lot of pain in raising children. But the pain is equally or overtly compensated by the joy of parenthood.

Friendship warrants giving up the ego, submitting you to the other person, and remaining non-judgemental in the whole process.

One gets wise by meeting people and meeting people through their literature.

When two warring people face each other, the war of words jumps beyond the subject. The subject remains no more central to the arguments.

Men and women…they are interested in each others bodies first. Other things come later.

Women are women…How can they ignore their bodies, their looks, and above all, their dresses!

Men and women...sill live together for centuries without agreeing on anything.

You can’t ignore our body. It’s the body that houses your healthy mind and a pious soul.

Fulfil the needs of the soul, which travels beyond the death and which will survive the extinction of the world.

Spiritual learners too slowly graduate like students of normal education. If you are mentally elevated, you can grasp and appreciate complex teachings.

Even love becomes pain if destiny has some other designs.

There were only the great diamonds and sapphires and emerald mists and velvet inks of space, with God's voice mingling among the crystal fires.

Perhaps nothing so accurately characterizes dysfunctional families as denial.

The bomb and the entrance of the Russians into the war will certainly have an effect on hastening the victory.

All animals go through interminable hard labor to produce what humans shamelessly rob from them at great physical/mental pain to them and to their young. THINK TWICE before using hot 'merchandise'!!!

I'm a complete human being. I'm very emotional and loving. I feel, I hurt, I give, I take, and also I think. I analyze. I'm a sociologist, anthropologist.

If my life is not crazy and complicated, then something's wrong. I'm happiest when it is, and the fact of the matter is, it's what keeps me fresh.

The science hangs like a gathering fog in a valley, a fog which begins nowhere and goes nowhere, an incidental, unmeaning inconvenience to passers-by.

Does it make any sense at all that the chair of a national party would want fewer voters to see our candidates?

Each day, the American housewife turns toward television as toward a lover. She feels guilty about it, and well she might, for he's covered with warts and is only after her money.

I think that sense of unreality inspired me to write the story within the book that [August] Brill tells himself, one of the stories he tells himself.