There is not enough love and goodness in the world to permit giving any of it away to imaginary beings.

If I think more about death than some other people, it is probably because I love life more than they do.

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.

Nothing fortifies scepticism more than the fact that there are some who are not sceptics; if all were so, they would be wrong.

If there is a transmigration of souls then I am not yet on the bottom rung. My life is a hesitation before birth.

My love is a hummingbird sitting that quiet moment on the bough, as the same cat crouches.

Speak low, if you speak love.

Chaos often breeds life, when order breeds habit.

It is best to love wisely, no doubt; but to love foolishly is better than not to be able to love at all.

All the songs I write are about human dynamics, whether it’s with girlfriends, boyfriends, or family.

We’re going to have the best-educated American people in the world.

Some people would claim that things like love, joy and beauty belong to a different category from science and can’t be described in scientific terms, but I think they can now be explained by the theory of evolution.

‚Evil men have no songs.‘ How is it that the Russians have songs?

When a man bleeds inwardly, it is a dangerous thing for himself; but when he laughs inwardly, it bodes no good to other people.

You’re born. You suffer. You die. Fortunately, there’s a loophole.

Thinking fragments reality – it cuts it up into conceptual bits and pieces.

This world of ours… must avoid becoming a community of dreadful fear and hate, and be, instead, a proud confederation of mutual trust and respect.

On the whole, human beings want to be good, but not too good, and not quite all the time.

What keeps me motivated is love and passion.

Though lovers be lost, love shall not.

The universe may have a purpose, but nothing we know suggests that, if so, this purpose has any similarity to ours.

There is a specter haunting Europe, the specter of Communism.

Hatred is blind, as well as love.

I feel that there are a few things in the world without cultural barriers.

How could man rejoice in victory and delight in the slaughter of men?

Sleep is the interest we have to pay on the capital which is called in at death; and the higher the rate of interest and the more regularly it is paid, the further the date of redemption is postponed.

The brain is wider than the sky.

A broken heart is a very pleasant complaint for a man in London if he has a comfortable income.

The world has not yet reached the point which, in my view, is an essential condition for the survival of our human species: access by all the peoples to the material resources of this planet.

There’s no one thing that is true. They’re all true.

Sing me a new song; the world is transfigured; all the Heavens are rejoicing.

A conqueror is always a lover of peace.

I’m a romantic; a sentimental person thinks things will last, a romantic person hopes against hope that they won’t.

In Buddhist culture, offering food to the monk symbolizes the action of goodness, and if you have no opportunity to support the practice of spirituality, then you are somehow left in the realm of darkness.

At the center of non-violence stands the principle of love.

What is this world that is hastening me toward I know not what, viewing me with contempt?

The royal road to a man’s heart is to talk to him about the things he treasures most.

Of all that is good, sublimity is supreme. Succeeding is the coming together of all that is beautiful. Furtherance is the agreement of all that is just. Perseverance is the foundation of all actions.

You know, we love stories and we love narrative; we love to get lost in an author’s world.

We can continue to learn generation after generation and now is time to begin to learn how to love in a non-discriminatory way because we are intelligent enough, but we are not loving enough as a species.

I love those who do not know how to live for today.

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

The great question of our time is, ‚Will we be motivated by materialistic philosophy or by spiritual power?‘

There is always the danger that we may just do the work for the sake of the work. This is where the respect and the love and the devotion come in – that we do it to God, to Christ, and that’s why we try to do it as beautifully as possible.

There’s love, and certainly children you care about more than yourself. But nevertheless, we’re alone in our heads.

A man’s character is his guardian divinity.

Nature abhors annihilation.

I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else.

The sage does not hoard. The more he helps others, the more he benefits himself, The more he gives to others, the more he gets himself. The Way of Heaven does one good but never does one harm. The Way of the sage is to act but not to compete.

First and foremost comes my family and my life with Brad. We have so much joy in raising our children and teaching them about the world that nothing really compares to that.

There’s only one way to have a happy marriage and as soon as I learn what it is I’ll get married again.

There is nothing good or evil save in the will.

It is far harder to kill a phantom than a reality.

The Eskimos had fifty-two names for snow because it was important to them: there ought to be as many for love.

What is great in man is that he is a bridge and not a goal.

Girls we love for what they are; young men for what they promise to be.

A man is but the product of his thoughts, what he thinks he becomes.

I try to give to the poor people for love what the rich could get for money. No, I wouldn’t touch a leper for a thousand pounds; yet I willingly cure him for the love of God.

Love is an adventure and a conquest. It survives and develops, like the universe itself, only by perpetual discovery.

If I held you any closer I would be on the other side of you.

They say the world has become too complex for simple answers. They are wrong.