Bestow upon me, O Lord my God, understanding to know thee, diligence to seek thee, wisdom to find thee, and a faithfulness that may finally embrace thee.

The things that we love tell us what we are.

To pretend angels do not exist because they are invisible is to believe we never sleep because we don't see ourselves sleeping.

The greatest kindness one can render to any man consists in leading him from error to truth.

We must love them both, those whose opinions we share and those whose opinions we reject, for both have labored in the search for truth, and both have helped us in finding it.

Man cannot live without joy; therefore when he is deprived of true spiritual joys it is necessary that he become addicted to carnal pleasures.

For those with faith, no evidence is necessary; for those without it, no evidence will suffice.

If you can live amid injustice without anger, you are immoral as well as unjust.

To love is to will the good of the other.

Nothing created has ever been able to fill the heart of man. God alone can fill it infinitely.

How can we live in harmony? First we need to know we are all madly in love with the same God.

Be real and be unashamed, even of your faults. I do truly know what my husband is made of and vice versa.

No one has ever achieved a more blissful state of living by hurting those who love one the most.

Other famous men, those of much talk and few deeds, soon evaporate. Action is the dignity of greatness.

Ugliness is a point of view; an ulcer is wonderful to a pathologist.

He [John McCain] is a war hero because he was captured. I like people that weren't captured.

I love him whose soul is so overfull that he forgetteth himself, and all things are in him: thus all things become his down-going.

I've always wanted to be a writer. Ever since I learned to read, I've wanted to share stories with others the way my favorite writers shared their stories with me.

If we win, I don't care if I get 20 boards or five boards.

I am still so naïve; I know pretty much what I like and dislike; but please, don’t ask me who I am. A passionate, fragmentary girl, maybe?

One of the greatest pains to human nature is the pain of a new idea.