What I'm saying in my books boils down to this: Mine religion for what is good and avoid what is deleterious. Don't condemn people who need it. Be very careful when that need becomes fanatical.

The mystery of life isn't a problem to solve, but a reality to experience.

Without change, something sleeps inside us, and seldom awakens. The sleeper must awaken.

All governments suffer a recurring problem: Power attracts pathological personalities.

If we define Futurism as an exploration beyond accepted limits, then the nature of limiting systems becomes the first object of exploration.

When politics and religion are intermingled, a people is suffused with a sense of invulnerability, and gathering speed in their forward charge, they fail to see the cliff ahead of them

There is no real ending. It’s just the place where you stop the story.

Do actions agree with words? There's your measure of reliability. Never confine yourself to the words.

Seek freedom and become captive of your desires. Seek discipline and find your liberty.

Justice belongs to those who claim it, but let the claimant beware lest he create new injustice by his claim and thus set the bloody pendulum of revenge into its inexorable motion

The best contribution one can make to humanity is to improve oneself.

The road to Hell is paved with the best of conscious intentions.

To travel is to discover that everyone is wrong about other countries.

A mightier love for the Son of God, to overpower and subdue and lead captive these wayward and truant affections of the natural heart - this is what is needed.

Eventually, I succeeded in everything.

Something is going to have to happen. Not necessarily something big. Just something.

When success comes in the door, it seems, love often goes out the window.

where ther is drsire there is gonig to be a flame where there is a flame someones bound to burned just because it bruns doesn't mean your going to die you gotta get up and try, try, try

Trying to do it all and expecting that it all can be done exactly right is a recipe for disappointment. Perfection is the enemy.

What does peace do? Peace blossoms. What else? Peace spreads. What else? Peace illumines. What else? Peace fulfils.

Unfortunately justice is the train that's nearly always late.