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

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.

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

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.

The worst is, I remain so stone cold. Does this war make you an 'alive-dead person'? Is it not possible to remain yourself in this chaos? How long still?

The sound of natural things was wonderful to us. In the middle of all the suffering, it seemed pure, untouched.

You are the dreamBut I’ve had wake up calls

Ranting about her being hard to understand? Wait until you lose her. You will clearly understand, what an effortless power a woman has!

Friendship, " said Christopher Robin, "is a very comforting thing to have.

When somebody asks about the greatest players in history, I start with Bill Russell. More than the best player is the MVP, and the MVP in the history of team sports is Bill Russell.

Give away everything you have learned. If for no other reason, do it selfishly; in order to get more, you must give more.

I want to give as many Canadians the opportunity to be successful and if we can use their athletic gifts to get them a free degree or a free diploma across the border then I guess I'm doing my job.

A curious thing about written literature: It is about four thousand years old, but we have no way of knowing whether four thousand years constitutes senility or the maiden blush of youth.

The life of an artist is a continuous journey, the path long and never ending.

Of course, history is only a muddle of facts and a fuddle of professors, and anyone who thinks it is one clear voice saying "Arise, sir Knight" deserves a life sentence in Camelot.

Art never seems to make me peaceful or pure. I always seem to be wrapped in the melodrama of vulgarity. I do not think... of art as a situation of comfort.