“Self-pity is our worst enemy and if we yield to it, we can never do anything good in the world.”

I rejoice to live in such a splendidly disturbing time!

While they were saying it couldn’t be done, it was done.

I thank God for my handicaps. For through them, I have found myself, my work and my God.

Do not think of todays failures, but of the success that may come tomorrow.

Knowledge is power.

So long as the memory of certain beloved friends lives in my heart, I shall say that life is good.

People do not like to think. If one thinks, one must reach conclusions. Conclusions are not always pleasant.

People do not like to think. If one thinks, one must reach conclusions. Conclusions are not always pleasant.

The mind is as big as the universe.

There is no better way to thank God for your sight than by giving a helping hand to someone in the dark.

Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it.

I believe that God gave us life for happiness, not misery.

Literature is my Utopia

The marvelous richness of human experience would lose something of rewarding joy if there were no limitations to overcome.

Death is no more than passing from one room into another. But there’s a difference for me, you know. Because in that other room I shall be able to see.

There is beauty in everything, even in silence and darkness.

Lust is an enemy to the purse, a foe to the person, a canker to the mind, a corrosive to the conscience, a weakness of the wit, a besotter of the senses, and finally, a mortal bane to all the body.

Beautifully shot, impeccably paced, it was a clear, unrelenting look at the National Trust, its friends and enemies, and it makes you want to burn your passport and beg the Luftwaffe to have another go.

The true enemy of man is generalization.

for there is no folly of the beast of the earth which is not infinitely outdone by the madness of men

Men weren’t really the enemy – they were fellow victims suffering from an outmoded masculine mystique that made them feel unnecessarily inadequate when there were no bears to kill.

Men are not the enemy, but the fellow victims. The real enemy is women’s denigration of themselves.

He passes through life most securely who has least reason to reproach himself with complaisance toward his enemies.

Courage, ne’er by sorrow broken! Aid where tears of virtue flow; Faith to keep each promise spoken! Truth alike to friend and foe!