We are stratified creatures, creatures full of abysses, with a soul of inconstant quicksilver, with a mind whose color and shape change as in a kaleidoscope that is constantly shaken.

Given that we can live only a small part of what there is in us -- what happens with the rest?

We leave something of ourselves behind when we leave a place, we stay there, even though we go away. And there are things in us that we can find again only by going back there.

When dictatorship is a fact, revolution is a duty!

Life is not what we live; it is what we imagine we are living.

Loyalty... A will, a decision, a resolution of the soul.

A feeling is no longer the same when it comes the second time. It dies through the awareness of its return. We become tired and weary of our feelings when they come too often and last too long.

There were people who read and there were the others. Whether you were the a reader or a non-reader was soon apparent. There was no greater distinction between people.

But when we set out to understand somebody’s inside? Is that a trip that ever ends? Is the soul a place of facts? Or are the alleged facts only the deceptive shadows of our stories?

So, the fear of death might be described as the fear of not being able to become whom one had planned to be.

Isn't it true that it's not people who meet, but rather the shadows cast by their imaginations?

The Law of God was never a ladder for unsaved people to climb up to heaven. It was always a pattern of life for God’s people who had been saved from judgment by the blood of the Lamb.

Hills of forest green where the mountains touch the sky, a dream come true, I'll live there til I die.

I believe the world would have been a lot worse off if Saddam [Hussein] were in power today.

The only person to ever look good in the back of a 4-seater convertible was Adolf Hitler

The Mesh difference is that with GPS-enabled mobile Web devices and social networks, physical goods are now easily located in space and time.

We not only respect babies, we demonstrate our respect every time we interact with them. Respecting a child means treating even the youngest infant as a unique human being, not as an object

Reading is a mighty engine, beside which steam and electricity sink into insignificance.

When media make war against each other, it is a case of world-views in collision.

Faith leads us beyond ourselves. It leads us directly to God.

The most beautiful thing in the world is, precisely, the conjunction of learning and inspiration. Oh, the passion for research and the joy of discovery!