“It is easy to be nice, even to an enemy – from lack of character.”

It is more noble to give yourself completely to one individual than to labor diligently for the salvation of the masses.

We are not permitted to choose the frame of our destiny. But what we put into it is ours.

The pursuit of peace and progress cannot end in a few years in either victory or defeat.

If even dying is to be made a social function, then, grant me the favor of sneaking out on tiptoe without disturbing the party.

Praise those of your critics for whom nothing is up to standard.

The pursuit of peace and progress, with its trials and its errors, its successes and its setbacks, can never be relaxed and never abandoned.

The breaking wave and the muscle as it contracts obey the same law. Delicate line gathers the body’s total strength in a bold balance. Shall my soul meet so severe a curve, journeying on its way to form?

Time always seems long to the child who is waiting – for Christmas, for next summer, for becoming a grownup: long also when he surrenders his whole soul to each moment of a happy day.

Never look down to test the ground before taking your next step; only he who keeps his eye fixed on the far horizon will find the right road.

God does not die on the day when we cease to believe in a personal deity, but we die on the day when our lives cease to be illumined by the steady radiance, renewed daily, of a wonder, the source of which is beyond all reason.

In the last analysis, it is our conception of death which decides our answers to all the questions that life puts to us.

Never for the sake of peace and quiet deny your convictions.

I believe that we should die with decency so that at least decency will survive.

Do not seek death. Death will find you. But seek the road which makes death a fulfillment.

Never measure the height of a mountain until you have reached the top. Then you will see how low it was.

Never, for the sake of peace and quiet, deny your own experience or convictions.

I am selfish, private, and easily bored. Will this be a problem?

There are so many fragile things, after all. People break so easily, and so do dreams and hearts.

As the archeology of our thought easily shows, man is an invention of recent date. And one perhaps nearing its end.

This is how you do it: you sit down at the keyboard and you put one word after another until it’s done. It’s that easy, and that hard.

It’s easy to fall in love. The hard part is finding someone to catch you.

I’ve never met a strong person with an easy past.

It is easier to move on when you have someone else to fill the emptiness.

How easy it was to hide from everything; everything except the truth in your eyes.