What can be seen on earth points to neither the total absence nor the obvious presence of divinity, but to the presence of a hidden God. Everything bears this mark.

If I believe in God and life after death and you do not, and if there is no God, we both lose when we die. However, if there is a God, you still lose and I gain everything.

We must learn our limits. We are all something, but none of us are everything.

Don't try to add more years to your life. Better add more life to your years.

There is a God-shaped vacuum in every heart.

Once your soul has been enlarged by a truth, it can never return to its original size.

Kind words do not cost much. Yet they accomplish much.

Do you wish people to think well of you? Don't speak well of yourself.

Muhammad established a religion by putting his enemies to death; Jesus Christ by commanding his followers to lay down their lives.

The heart has its reasons of which reason knows nothing.

People almost invariably arrive at their beliefs not on the basis of proof but on the basis of what they find attractive.

To gain something, be ready to give up something.

The word is a prism through which the two beams shot from heart and head are refracted into the colours of the Universe.

The gun bounced so much in her shaky grasp that if she did fire, he’d likely be the one to catch the bullet.

Without "the people, " there is no country.

We've had great successes, but our future is not about our past success. It's going to be about whether we will invent things that are really going to drive our future.

I'm not only my films, but I'm pretty much my films.

Memories are so two-faced. One minute they're hugging you like a long-lost friend, the next minute they're ripping you apart like your worst enemy.

I paint and I sculpt and I enjoy doing things that aren't for the public. There's no pressure to it, it's just something that's a cleansing of the mind.

If we would destroy the Christian religion, we must first of all destroy man's belief in the Bible.

O thrush, your song is passing sweet, But never a song that you have sung Is half so sweet as thrushes sang When my dear love and I were young.