Preaching is personal counseling on a group basis.

Hating people is like burning down your own house to get rid of a rat.

A person wrapped up in himself makes a small package.

Every human life involves an unfathomable mystery, for man is the riddle of the universe, and the riddle of man in his endowment with personal capacities.

In the foothills of the Himalayas, one hears the prayer: "Oh Lord, we know not what is good for us. You know what it is. For it we pray."

I would rather live in a world where my life is surrounded by mystery than live in a world so small that my mind could comprehend it.

Life is like a library owned by the author. In it are a few books which he wrote himself, but most of them were written for him.

No life ever grows great until it is focused, dedicated, disciplined.

No virtue is more universally accepted as a test of good character than trustworthiness .

Prayer opens our lives for God so his will can be done in and through us, because in true prayer we habitually put ourselves into the attitude of willingness to do whatever God wills.

It is magnificent to grow old, if one keeps young.

Focus is the ability to say no to the GOOD so you can fulfill the yes you said to the GREAT.

We've been trained since kindergarten: Be nice, be kind, share, put on a smile. So we're conditioned to squash our natural selfish instincts, and that's the right thing for society.

Common sense in religion is rare, and we are too often trying to be heroic instead of just ordinarily good and kind.

We had some port, and drank damnation to the play and eternal remorse to the author.

Ah, I don't do interviews, really.

Well I think a lot of times we're putting things off and I'm going to do it later. I'm going to break this bad habit or I'm going to pursue this dream or I'm going to treat my spouse better.

In the past few months, I've become convinced of one thing: If I were a man, I'd be paid more.

So long as I get some sleep and get to take care of myself and eat healthy and that sort of thing, I'm OK. I'm not out there digging ditches and it's not brain surgery.

Never seen Jason fly before," Percy grumbled. "He looks like a blond Superman

I don't travel so much now, I get tired