Feast of Teresa of Avila, Mystic, Teacher, 1582 It was no exceptional thing for Jesus to withdraw Himself "into the wilderness to pray." He was never for one moment of any day out of touch with God. He was speaking and listening to the Father all day long; and yet He, who was in such constant touch with God, felt the need, as well as the joy, of more prolonged and more quiet communion with Him... Most of the reasons that drive us to pray for strength and forgiveness could never have driven Him; and yet He needed prayer.

Many things made me become a vegetarian, among them, the higher food yield as a solution to world hunger.

Mediocrity is self-inflicted. Genius is self-bestowed.

You cannot run a business, or anything else, on a theory.

Open-mindedness should not be fostered because, as Scripture teaches, Truth is great and will prevail, nor because, as Milton suggests, Truth will always win in a free and open encounter. It should be fostered for its own sake.

My own idea is that these things are as piffle before the wind.

A hungry people listens not to reason, not cares for justice, nor is bent by any prayers.

Some day, on the corporate balance sheet, there will be an entry which reads, "Information"; for in most cases, the information is more valuable than the hardware which processes it.

We are all born charming, fresh, and spontaneous and must be civilized before we are fit to participate in society.

The history of the world is full of men who rose to leadership, by sheer force of self-confidence, bravery and tenacity.

Even on the most exalted throne in the world we are only sitting on our own bottom.

The absent are never without fault, nor the present without excuse.

A cherefull looke makes a dish a feast. [A cheerful look makes a dish a feast.]

I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him. He hates our sacred nation, and he rails, Even there where merchants most do congregate. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.

Luck is what happens when preparation meets opportunity.

Exactness and neatness in moderation is a virtue, but carried to extremes narrows the mind.

So shall they build me altars in their zeal, Where knaves shall minister, and fools shall kneel: Where faith may mutter o'er her mystic spell, Written in blood--and Bigotry may swell The sail he spreads for Heav'n with blasts from hell!

You must not lose faith in humanity. Humanity is an ocean; if a few drops of the ocean are dirty, the ocean does not become dirty.

If you are headed in the wrong direction, God allows U-turns.

Marrying a man is like buying something you've been admiring for a long time in a shop window. You may love it when you get it home, but it doesn't always go with everything else in the house.