We must go out into a desert of some kind (your backyard will do) and come into a personal experience of the awesome love of God.
Since nothing is free, to each his price.
Reality is something the human race doesn't handle very well.
USA belongs to a handful of men who also control the media. Look at General Electric. It produces nuclear weapons for the Pentagon and also owns the NBC News cable channel, which is a very sophisticated censure apparatus, intrinsic to the system. It's genius. It's like an electronic cage around the nation which blocks information from getting through.
It doesn't actually make any difference whether the President is Republican or Democrat. The genius of the American ruling class is that it has been able to make the people think that they have had something to do with the electing of presidents for 200 years when they've had absolutely nothing to say about the candidates or the policies or the way the country is run.
We are the United States of Amnesia, we learn nothing because we remember nothing.
I regard monotheism as the greatest disaster ever to befall the human race. I see no good in Judaism, Christianity, or Islam - good people, yes, but any religion based on a single, well, frenzied and virulent god, is not as useful to the human race as, say, Confucianism, which is not a religion but an ethical and educational system.
You probably think I’m at a disadvantage. I promise you, I’m not.
What a blessed truth to understand that, in the middle of all of our difficulties and calamities, we have a refuge.
I have learned that God’s silence to my questions is not a door slammed in my face. I may not have the answers—but I do have him.
I loved [fairy stories] so, and my mother weighed down by grief had given up telling me them. At Nohant I found Mmes. d'Ardony's and Perrault's tales in old editions which became my chief joy for five or six years. . . I've never read them since, but I could tell each tale straight through, and I don't think anything in all one's intellecutal life can be compared to these delights of imagination.