This pouring thoughts out on paper has relieved me. I feel better and full of confidence and resolution.

I would stand there at times and remember how beautiful God created this world, and then I would be reassured that he would certainly take care of me and all of my loved ones.

By the end of the war, I could pick out Jewish people almost as if I had a sixth sense about it, even if they had blue eyes and blond hair. I would have been a very valuable Gestapo person.

I had no real communication with anyone at the time, so I was totally dependent on God. And he never failed me.

I felt peace, even though I was still scared to death. I thought that, whatever would happen to me - I could still be killed. I didn't know - and in what I'd already been through, God was in control.

To me it was real war and my life was at stake, and I believe that all those clandestine spy games we played as children helped when the Occupation came.

They thought we were stupid to do it, (hide Jews) of course; in fact, it was beyond their comprehension that we would risk so much for Jews.

All during that prison time I really lived by prayer. Be in prayer always, we're told, and back then I was.

But miracles still happen, even if we don't think they do.

After the prayer they executed an armed robbery. That sounds very strange this many years later: prayer and then armed robbery.

I'm sorry to say it, but it was hard on me to see life continue all around.

I didn't care who kissed you first as long as I kissed you last."-George from If We Kiss

Nothing is more wonderful than the art of being free, but nothing is harder to learn how to use than freedom.

The danger from computers is not that they will eventually get as smart as men, but that we will meanwhile agree to meet them halfway.

At times, it seems to me that to be human is to want that which we cannot have. For some, this is power. For me, it is peace.

The training is nothing! The will is everything! The will to act.

We must find our way back to true nature. We must set ourselves to the task of revitalizing the earth. Regreening the earth, sowing seeds in the desert--that is the path society must follow.

A lot of people who are depressed, I think, are suffering from blocked creativity.

Languages are jealous sovereigns, and passports are rarely allowed for travellers to cross their strictly guarded borders.

Philosophical questions and modes of thought just seem natural to me. They mesh with the way my mind works.

Jesus is not the man at the top of the stairs; He is the man at the bottom, the friend of sinners, the savior of those in need of one. Which is all of us, all of the time.