He who is satisfied has never truly craved, and he who craves for the light of God neglects his ease for ardor.
Man is a messenger who forgot the message.
God is not a hypothesis derived from logical assumptions, but an immediate insight, self-evident as light. He is not something to be sought in the darkness with the light of reason. He is the light.
It is not enough for me to ask question; I want to know how to answer the one question that seems to encompass everything I face: What am I here for?
When I was young, I admired clever people. Now that I am old, I admire kind people.
A test of a people is how it behaves toward the old. It is easy to love children. Even tyrants and dictators make a point of being fond of children. But the affection and care for the old, the incurable, the helpless are the true gold mines of a culture.
