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?
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.
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.
He who is satisfied has never truly craved, and he who craves for the light of God neglects his ease for ardor.
