“Crying is all right in its way while it lasts. But you have to stop sooner or later, and then you still have to decide what to do.”

Things never happen the same way twice.

I pray because I can’t help myself. I pray because I’m helpless. It doesn’t change God – it changes me.

Mental pain is less dramatic than physical pain, but it is more common and also more hard to bear.

There is a kind of happiness and wonder that makes you serious. It is too good to waste on jokes.

God doesn’t want something from us. He simply wants us.

Nothing is really ours until we share it.

I don’t pray so that I can change God. I pray so that God can change me.

I can’t imagine a man really enjoying a book and reading it only once.

God can’t give us peace and happiness apart from Himself because there is no such thing.

Love as distinct from “being in love” is not merely a feeling. It is a deep unity, maintained by the will and deliberately strengthened by habit.

We must stop regarding unpleasant or unexpected things as interruptions of real life. The truth is that interruptions are real life.

Love is something more stern and splendid than mere kindness.

The greatest evils in the world will not be carried out by men with guns, but by men in suits sitting behind desks.

A sign of a culture that has lost its faith – Moral collapse follows upon spiritual collapse.

Isn’t it funny how day by day nothing changes, but when you look back, everything is different.

It is a good rule after reading a new book, never to allow yourself another new one till you have read an old one in between.

I remembered the fox. One runs the risk of crying a bit if one allows oneself to be tamed.

The mirror is my best friend because when I cry it never laughs.

My great hope is to laugh as much as I cry; to get my work done and try to love somebody and have the courage to accept the love in return.

One runs the risk of weeping a little, if one lets himself be tamed.

I believe in the power of laughter and tears as an antidote to hatred and terror.

Take off your bedroom slippers, put on your marching shoes. Shake it off. Stop complaining, stop grumbling, stop crying. We are going to press on. We’ve got work to do.

Remember me and smile, for it’s better to forget than to remember me and cry.

I always like walking in the rain, so no one can see me crying.