I would rather walk with a friend in the dark, than alone in the light.
It is wonderful how much time good people spend fighting the devil. If they would only expend the same amount of energy loving their fellow men, the devil would die in his own tracks of ennui.
Once I knew only darkness and stillness... my life was without past or future... but a little word from the fingers of another fell into my hand that clutched at emptiness, and my heart leaped to the...
God Himself is not secure having given man dominion over His work.
I believe in the immortality of the soul because I have within me immortal longings.
Life is either a daring adventure or nothing. Security does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it. Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than exposure.
The poets have taught us how full of wonders is the night; and the night of blindness has its wonders, too. The only lightless dark is the night of ignorance and insensibility. We differ, blind and se...
Relationships are like Rome -- difficult to start out, incredible during the prosperity of the 'golden age', and unbearable during the fall. Then, a new kingdom will come along and the whole process w...
I believe that life is given us so that we may grow in love and I believe that God is in me as the sun is in the color and fragrance of a flower.
There is no king who has not had a slave among his ancestors and no slave who has not had a king among his.
Faith is the strength by which a shattered world shall emerge into the light.
I who am blind can give one hint to those who see: Use your eyes as if tomorrow you would be stricken blind. And the same method can be applied to the other senses. Hear the music of voices, the song...
Literature is my Utopia. Here I am not disfranchised. No barrier of the senses shuts me out from the sweet gracious discourse of my book-friends. They talk to me without embarrassment or awkwardness.
There is plenty of courage among us for the abstract but not for the concrete.
My share of the work may be limited, but the fact that it is work makes it precious.
The million little things that drop into your hands The small opportunities each day brings He leaves us free to use or abuse And goes unchanging along His silent way.