A broken heart is just the growing pains necessary so that you can love more completely when the real thing comes along.

A pure heart is superlatively rare and even more attractive.

If you live life so cautiously as to never fail, you end up failing at life itself.

The only valid faith today is disbelief.

The most purely free decision one can make—and thus, the highest order of spirit on Earth—is believing in something without evidential knowledge.

The choice to believe is yours. It’s the only thing that truly is.

Ironically, the only people anyone believes these days are the skeptics.

People aren't crazy, they’re just reacting normally to an abnormally crazy world.

You will never find the perfect person but you might be lucky enough to find someone who wants to be.

It seems the more we know, the less we believe.

It's a certain tragedy when agony and resentment are all you have left connecting you to someone you once loved.

How many people long for that "past, simpler, and better world, " I wonder, without ever recognizing the truth that perhaps it was they who were simpler and better, and not the world about them?

Reconstructing the past is rather like translating poetry. It can be done, but never exactly.

The pessimist reason that things just happen, where the optimist believe that things happen for a reason.

People of superior refinement and of active disposition identify happiness with honour; for this is roughly speaking, the end of political life.

In love of home, the love of country has its rise.

But now the world, he thought, had taken them. He knew that this could suddenly happen. One day you just woke up, and there was somewhere that you needed to be.

We did our duty as human beings: helping people in need.

So round and round you go, spinning mental wheels and nowhere finding anyplace to get traction. What the hell...is it?

Your faith will perform miracles, especially when you get your hands and feet involved.

Listening is very inexpensive; not listening could be very costly!