“The real great man is the man who makes every man feel great.”

If men will not be governed by the Ten Commandments, they shall be governed by the ten thousand commandments

The test of happiness is gratitude.

Christianity has not been tried and found wanting; it has been found difficult and not tried.

Humor can get in under the door while seriousness is still fumbling at the handle.

It is terrible to contemplate how few politicians are hanged.

One sees great things from the valley; only small things from the peak.

Tolerance is the virtue of people who do not believe in anything.

The more I considered Christianity, the more I found that while it had established a rule and order, the chief aim of that order was to give room for good things to run wild.

The most extraordinary thing in the world is an ordinary man and an ordinary woman and their ordinary children.

When people begin to ignore human dignity, it will not be long before they begin to ignore human rights.

The Darwinian movement has made no difference to mankind, except that, instead of talking unphilosophically about philosophy, they now talk unscientifically about science.

A really great person is the person who makes every person feel great.

When it comes to life the critical thing is whether you take things for granted or take them with gratitude.

One may understand the cosmos, but never the ego; the self is more distant than any star.

The whole secret of mysticism is this: that man can understand everything by the help of something he cannot understand.

The one perfectly divine thing, the one glimpse of God’s paradise given on earth, is to fight a losing battle – and not lose it.

The public pays and feels it is entitled to participate in the personal affairs of a performer.

We think and name in one world, we live and feel in another.

She was too busy feeling grief to dress like grief.

Feel like Christ and you will be a Christ; feel like Buddha and you will be a Buddha. It is feeling that is the life, the strength, the vitality, without which no amount of intellectual activity can reach God.

I don’t need the perfect one, I just need somebody who will make me feel like I’m the only one.

Often in my way have I stood still, though but a casual passenger, so much I felt the awfulness of life.

Some feelings are to mortals given With less of earth in them than heaven.

I do want someone, need someone. You’re right. And, when I’m with you, I feel like I’m a better person. I feel happier. Less alone, less lonely. But it’s not as simple as that, is it? Being with someone?