I was in Paris at an English-language bookstore. I picked up a volume of Dickinson's poetry. I came back to my hotel read 2 000 of her poems and immediately began composing in my head. I wrote down the melodies even before I got to a piano.
Unless we place our religion and our treasure in the same thing religion will always be sacrificed.
If you seek truth you will not seek victory by dishonorable means and if you...
No greater thing is created suddenly any more than a bunch of grapes or a...
Not every difficult and dangerous thing is suitable for training but only...
Nothing is more dead and dated than the book which once caused...
The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell...
I want to ask those who are aiding terror, what do...