Memory is the cabinet of the imagination, the treasury of reason, the registry of conscience, and, the council chamber of read more

Memory is the cabinet of the imagination, the treasury of reason, the registry of conscience, and, the council chamber of thought.

One cannot long remain so absorbed in contemplation of emptiness without being increasingly attracted to it. In vain one bestows read more

One cannot long remain so absorbed in contemplation of emptiness without being increasingly attracted to it. In vain one bestows on it the name of infinity; this does not change its nature. When one feels such pleasure in non-existence, one's inclination can be completely satisfied only by completely ceasing to exist.

One realizes the full importance of time only when there is little of it left. Every man's greatest capital asset read more

One realizes the full importance of time only when there is little of it left. Every man's greatest capital asset is his unexpired years of productive life.

Time is the substance from which I am made. Time is a river which carries me along, but I am read more

Time is the substance from which I am made. Time is a river which carries me along, but I am the river; it is a tiger that devours me, but I am the tiger; it is a fire that consumes me, but I am the fire.

In the service of the Lord, it is not where but how you serve.

In the service of the Lord, it is not where but how you serve.

You're the best Mom in the whole, wide world!

You're the best Mom in the whole, wide world!

It has sometimes been said that we find nowhere in nature an analogue of the difference between "happens" and "is," read more

It has sometimes been said that we find nowhere in nature an analogue of the difference between "happens" and "is," on the one hand, and "ought," on the other hand.

Analysis brings no curative powers in its train; it merely makes us conscious of the existence of an evil, which, read more

Analysis brings no curative powers in its train; it merely makes us conscious of the existence of an evil, which, oddly enough, is consciousness.

The stupendous fact that we stand in the midst of reality will always be something far more wonderful than anything read more

The stupendous fact that we stand in the midst of reality will always be something far more wonderful than anything we do.