The 2 extremes, neither one worse than the other: the result of bad religion is self-loathing and violence; the result of bad spirituality is self-worship and narcissism.
Normality is the new eccentric.
Cleverness isn't always true nor is the truth always clever
It always seems as though the definition of love will remain debatable by an opinionated world.
I like solitude. It is when you truly hear and speak your natural, unadulterated mind, and out comes your most stupid self as well as your most intelligent self. It is when you realize who you are and the extents of the good and the evils which you are capable of
What further helps to reveal reality is when our personal thinking ceases to take reality for granted.
Feel what it's like to truly starve, and I guarantee that you'll forever think twice before wasting food.
Love is one of those topics that plenty of people try to write about but not enough try to do.
I'd rather strive for the kind of interview where instead of me asking to introduce myself to society, society asks me to introduce myself to society.
I think that there are excellent and poor thinking habits just as there are healthy and unhealthy eating habits; and when a man really knows how to think, you cannot necessarily assert that he thinks too much in a strictly negative connotation. Perhaps this is in a sense food for thought, whereas the other is fool for thought.
An exceedingly confident student would in theory make a terrible student. Why would he take school seriously when he feels that he can outwit his teachers?
A mature heart for Christ would much rather spend its time praising him than condemning his fanatics.
Every job from the heart is, ultimately, of equal value. The nurse injects the syringe; the writer slides the pen; the farmer plows the dirt; the comedian draws the laughter. Monetary income is the perfect deceiver of a man's true worth.
Any fool can do something cool and look cool, but it takes skill to make something uncool cool again.
A god who gave us everything we wanted would be the most malevolent god of all. With an infantile curiosity, we insist on tasting the cockroach on the floor while our father is preparing a magnificent feast for us.
The artist lives to have stories to tell and to learn to tell them well.
The humble ones are always learning and improving, and their secret is always that it's a secret.
Whenever we want to combat our enemies, first and foremost we must start by understanding them rather than exaggerating their motives.