The danger of the future is that men may become robots.
God is to be worshipped as the one beloved, dearer than everything in this and next life.
Joy is the holy fire that keeps our purpose warm and our intelligence aglow.
The success of love is in the loving—it is not in the result of loving.
I am as frustrated with society as a pyromaniac in a petrified forest.
There is no finish line. When you reach one goal, find a new one.
The danger of the future is that men may become robots.
God is to be worshipped as the one beloved, dearer than everything in this and next life.
Joy is the holy fire that keeps our purpose warm and our intelligence aglow.
The success of love is in the loving—it is not in the result of loving.
I am as frustrated with society as a pyromaniac in a petrified forest.
There is no finish line. When you reach one goal, find a new one.