Oh, be assured fellow teachers, that there is no time in life so favorable to sound conversion as early childhood.
If we could talk to the animals, learn their languages, maybe take an animal degree.
Exhilaration is that feeling you get just after a great idea hits you, and just before you realize what's wrong with it.
There is always a struggle, a striving for something bigger than yourself in all forms of art. And even if you don't achieve greatness, even if you fail, which we all must, everything you do in your work is somehow connected with your attitude toward life.
I'm now at the age where I've got to prove that I'm just as good as I never was.
Tomorrow is a thief of pleasure.
Whatever it is that makes a person charming, it needs to remain a mystery. . once the charmer is aware of a mannerism or characteristic that others find charming, it ceases to be a mannerism and becomes an affectation.
If your fundamental is a man dying on the cross for his enemies, if the very heart of your self-image and your religion is a man praying for his enemies as he died for them, sacrificing for them, loving them - if that sinks into your heart of hearts, it's going to produce the kind of life that the early Christians produced. The most inclusive possible life out of the most exclusive possible claim - and that is this is the truth. But what is the truth? The truth is a God become weak, loving and dying for the people who opposed him, dying forgiving them.
When the personality comes to serve the energy of the soul that is authentic empowerment.
She was the epic crush of my childhood. She was the tragedy that made me look inside myself and see my corrupt heart. She was my sin and my salvation, come back from the grave to change me forever. Again. Back then, when she sat on my bed and told me she loved me, I wanted her as much as I have ever wanted anything.
It is a dreadful thing to see the dead city. Next to the port I found children, women, the old, waiting for a way to leave. I entered the houses, there were houses where the coffee and pita bread were left on the table, and I could not avoid [thinking] that this, indeed, had been the picture in many Jewish towns [i. e. , in Europe, during World War II]'.