A loving heart is the beginning of all knowledge.

We, the People, recognize that we have responsibilities as well as rights; that our destinies are bound together; that a freedom which only asks what’s in it for me, a freedom without a commitment to others, a freedom without love or charity or duty or patriotism, is unworthy of our founding ideals, and those who died in their defense.

I love food.

Just as a candle cannot burn without fire, men cannot live without a spiritual life.

My heart, which is so full to overflowing, has often been solaced and refreshed by music when sick and weary.

If you have the chance to be exposed to a loving, understanding environment where the seed of compassion, loving kindness, can be watered every day, then you become a more loving person.

Anywhere I go, there is always an incredible crowd that follows me. In Rome, as I land at the airport, even the men kiss me. I love Rome.

Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot that it do singe yourself.

Women love us for our defects. If we have enough of them, they will forgive us everything, even our gigantic intellects.

I love crime, I love mysteries, and I love ghosts.

Age appears to be best in four things; old wood best to burn, old wine to drink, old friends to trust, and old authors to read.

Common sense is the collection of prejudices acquired by age eighteen.

Prices are important not because money is considered paramount but because prices are a fast and effective conveyor of information through a vast society in which fragmented knowledge must be coordinated.

The foolish man conceives the idea of ‚self.‘ The wise man sees there is no ground on which to build the idea of ‚self;‘ thus, he has a right conception of the world and well concludes that all compounds amassed by sorrow will be dissolved again, but the truth will remain.

A man can be happy with any woman, as long as he does not love her.

There is nothing which we receive with so much reluctance as advice.

Man’s only true happiness is to live in hope of something to be won by him. Reverence something to be worshipped by him, and love something to be cherished by him, forever.

When you work you are a flute through whose heart the whispering of the hours turns to music. Which of you would be a reed, dumb and silent, when all else sings together in unison?

Crazy players love me. I don’t know why.

We conceal it from ourselves in vain – we must always love something. In those matters seemingly removed from love, the feeling is secretly to be found, and man cannot possibly live for a moment without it.

Be smarter than other people, just don’t tell them so.

The face of a lover is an unknown, precisely because it is invested with so much of oneself. It is a mystery, containing, like all mysteries, the possibility of torment.

The multitude of books is making us ignorant.

Our care should not be to have lived long as to have lived enough.

Strike an average between what a woman thinks of her husband a month before she marries him and what she thinks of him a year afterward, and you will have the truth about him.

This is my simple religion. There is no need for temples; no need for complicated philosophy. Our own brain, our own heart is our temple; the philosophy is kindness.

Wisdom ceases to be wisdom when it becomes too proud to weep, too grave to laugh, and too selfish to seek other than itself.

It is not when truth is dirty, but when it is shallow, that the lover of knowledge is reluctant to step into its waters.

Silence is the virtue of fools.

However weak we are, however poor, however little our faith, or however small our grace may be, our names are still written on His heart; nor shall we lose our share in Jesus‘ love.

All men are born with a nose and five fingers, but no one is born with a knowledge of God.

I was bold in the pursuit of knowledge, never fearing to follow truth and reason to whatever results they led, and bearding every authority which stood in their way.

Courage is knowing what not to fear.

I am not one who was born in the possession of knowledge; I am one who is fond of antiquity, and earnest in seeking it there.

A man can’t be too careful in the choice of his enemies.

The important thing is to be in love with something.

To know anything well involves a profound sensation of ignorance.

We will always be a family. Always.

The reason men oppose progress is not that they hate progress, but that they love inertia.

The greatest gift that you can give to others is the gift of unconditional love and acceptance.

Modest doubt is called the beacon of the wise.

A man’s work is nothing but this slow trek to rediscover, through the detours of art, those two or three great and simple images in whose presence his heart first opened.

Seeing much, suffering much, and studying much, are the three pillars of learning.

I think if I keep working in the way that I am, from the heart and from passion and with love, well, the fruits of that will keep coming.

He who obtains has little. He who scatters has much.

There is a very fine line between loving life and being greedy for it.

I learned a great many years ago that in a fight between husband and wife, a third party should never get between the woman’s skillet and the man’s ax-helve.

Whatever your heart clings to and confides in, that is really your God.

Occasionally, some brother sings very earnestly through his nose, often disturbing those around him, but it does not matter how the voice sounds to the ears of man. What is important is how the heart sounds to the ears of God.

A man may be a fool and not know it, but not if he is married.

So near is falsehood to truth that a wise man would do well not to trust himself on the narrow edge.

I am an example of what is possible when girls from the very beginning of their lives are loved and nurtured by people around them. I was surrounded by extraordinary women in my life who taught me about quiet strength and dignity.

All I have seen teaches me to trust the creator for all I have not seen.

No man wants to settle down. It happens. Eventually you’re going to bump into somebody that makes you go, ‚Hmm, I don’t mind seeing this person every day.‘

Like music and art, love of nature is a common language that can transcend political or social boundaries.

Never give a sword to a man who can’t dance.

The last suit that you wear, you don’t need any pockets.

Never pray for justice, because you might get some.

We seem gradually to be groping toward an understanding of the world of subatomic particles, but we really do not know how far we have yet to go in this task.

Work is love made visible. And if you cannot work with love but only with distaste, it is better that you should leave your work and sit at the gate of the temple and take alms of those who work with joy.

Falsehood is a perennial spring.