The state of love is the state of grace. The development of that state and the unlocking of its mysteries brings one to the condition where there is no separation between oneself and others

Wisdom is not knowledge, but lies in the use we make of knowledge.

Wisdom is not a question of learning facts with the mind; it can only be acquired through perfection of living.

There is no wisdom without love.

Each must discover his own way in life, and that way lies in his heart. Let him delve deeply into the depths of his being; his true centre is not far from there.

No individual can ultimately fail. The Divinity which descends into humanity is bound to re-gain its original state.

What man really seeks is not perfection which is in the future, but fulfillment which is ever in the present.

Wisdom is not a matter of study, but a matter of living, and of sure action which rises above opposites.

Let your courage mount with difficulties. There would be no will if there were no resistance.

What keeps us playing our parts and going round and round the three lower worlds is not a Divine dictate, but ourselves, our own will-to-live, which comes from within ourselves.

What each one of us fundamentally needs is that inner peace which is to be discovered solely within ourselves, which no-one else can give, which the world with all its resources, can never supply.

God is not an exclamation point. He is, at his best, a semicolon, connecting people, and generating what Aldous Huxley called “human grace.” Somewhere along the way, we’ve lost sight of this.

The Church is both organism and organization - Woven together in a beautifully messy dance that stumbles across the stage of a fallen world.

I will tell you a story, one I used to tell to a little boy with dark hair. A silent boy who rarely laughs, who listened more closely than I realized. A boy who had a name and not a title

Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same; and Linton's is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire

Whatever. Great day. Today. Best day of my life.

I love the traveling, of course. Not the flying, but the actual traveling.

Occupation is the best safeguard for women under all circumstances--mental or physical, or both. Cupid extinguishes his torch in the atmosphere of industry.

I loved acting when I was doing it, but getting the jobs I didn't understand because I'd never had to do it. That was a difficult lesson for me. It was very humbling and very bizarre.

As we grow older, we realize just how limiting were our earlier conceptions. Art is something else. Art is fluid, transmutable, open-ended, never complete, and never perfect. Art is an event.

I wonder why no one called the police about the rocket launcher? God knows my neighbors usually report it if I so much as fart in my backyard. (Bubba)