“When the world says Give Up, Hope whispers, Try it one more time.”

Love is the greatest and most excellent thing we are masters of and therefore it is folly and baseness to bestow it unworthily. It is indeed the only thing we can call our own: other things may be taken from us by violence, but none can ravish our love.

Moreover, as I was still in the prime of life, it pleased me better to be up and doing.

I was stubborn and refused to chase, I threw my ego away and chased; it does not matter. Some people are just not meant to be.

If you obey the majority of those on earth, they will lead you astray from God’s way. They follow nothing but conjecture. They are only guessing.

The trouble is that we live far from ourselves and have but little wish to get any nearer to ourselves. Indeed we are running away all the time to avoid coming face to face with our real selves, and we barter the truth for trifles.

All beings tremble before danger, all fear death. When a man considers this, he does not kill or cause to kill.

The distance between who I am, and who I want to be is measure only, by my actions.

The sun was a pewter coin in a leaden sky.

Act as though the maxim of your action were to become, through your will, a universal law of nature.

God is love, and he who abides in love abides in God, and God in him.

The grasses toss and shimmy. The horses nicker. Madame Manec says, almost whispering, Now that I think about it, child, I expect heaven is a lot like this.

Let not the wise disturb the mind of the unwise in their selfish work. Let him, working with devotion, show them the joy of good work.

For some reason I think I could have been capable of great evil. Maybe that’s the guilt.

Therefore the doubts which have arisen in your heart out of ignorance should be slashed by the weapon of knowledge.

The body achieves what the mind believes.

So be patient, for God’s promise is true: do not let those with no firm beliefs discourage you.