“We’ve got to give people room to have a bad day.” 

“Our prayers must be in accordance with the will of God for the simple reason that God knows better what is good for us than we know ourselves.”

“There are storms in your own life: storms of temptation, confusion, and difficulty . . .An uneasy conscience says, “Stop before it is too late!”

“Time means a lot to me because you see I am also a learner and am often lost in the joy of forever developing.”

“Before asking God’s forgiveness there is something important you must do. You must repent, that is, turn from the behavior and lifestyle that [leads to sin].”

“Those you know the least may need your prayers the most. Don’t let the fact that you don’t know someone keep you from praying for them.”

“Хората са толкова щастливи, колкото съзнанието им позволява.”

“You may have noticed that the books you really love are bound together by a secret thread. You know very well what is the common quality that makes you love them, though you cannot put it into words: but most of your friends do not see it at all, and often wonder why, liking this, you should also like that. Again, you have stood before some landscape, which seems to embody what you have been looking for all your life; and then turned to the friend at your side who appears to be seeing what you saw -- but at the first words a gulf yawns between you, and you realise that this landscape means something totally different to him, that he is pursuing an alien vision and cares nothing for the ineffable suggestion by which you are transported. Even in your hobbies, has there not always been some secret attraction which the others are curiously ignorant of -- something, not to be identified with, but always on the verge of breaking through, the smell of cut wood in the workshop or the clap-clap of water against the boat's side? Are not all lifelong friendships born at the moment when at last you meet another human being who has some inkling (but faint and uncertain even in the best) of that something which you were born desiring, and which, beneath the flux of other desires and in all the momentary silences between the louder passions, night and day, year by year, from childhood to old age, you are looking for, watching for, listening for? You have never had it. All the things that have ever deeply possessed your soul have been but hints of it -- tantalising glimpses, promises never quite fulfilled, echoes that died away just as they caught your ear. But if it should really become manifest -- if there ever came an echo that did not die away but swelled into the sound itself -- you would know it. Beyond all possibility of doubt you would say "Here at last is the thing I was made for". We cannot tell each other about it. It is the secret signature of each soul, the incommunicable and unappeasable want, the thing we desired before we met our wives or made our friends or chose our work, and which we shall still desire on our deathbeds, when the mind no longer knows wife or friend or work. While we are, this is. If we lose this, we lose all.”

“need of encouragement, look to God first. He will never tell you that you’re not going to make it.”

“Satan] invades the Sunday school, the Bible class, and even the pulpit. He even invades the church under cover of an orthodox vocabulary, emptying sacred terms of their biblical sense.”

“Are you a meaningful specific or a wandering generality ?”

“When you get yourself under complete control, you can be your own boss.”

“For me life is continuously being hungry. The meaning of life is not simply to exist, to survive, but to move ahead, to go up, to achieve, to conquer.”

“¡todos los logros, todas las riquezas obtenidas, tienen su comienzo en una idea!” 

“Whatever our fate is or may be, we have made it and do not complain of it."