Faith is taking the first step even when you can't see the whole staircase.

Science investigates; religion interprets. Science gives man knowledge, which is power; religion gives man wisdom, which is control. Science deals mainly with facts; religion deals mainly with values. The two are not rivals. They are complementary.

Give to it the place in our institutions of learning now occupied by scholastic theology and physiology, and it will 142 eradicate sickness and sin in less time than the old systems, devised for subduing them, have required for self-establishment and propagation.

And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.

I used to get the feeling, and sometimes I still get it, that I was fooling somebody-I don't know who or what-maybe myself. I have feelings some days when there are scenes with a lot of responsiblity, and I'll wish, gee, if only I would have been a cleaning woman.

'Why do we have to listen to our hearts?' 'Because, wherever your heart is, that is where you'll find your treasure.' 'But my heart is agitated,' the boy said. 'It has its dreams, it gets emotional, and it's become passionate over a woman of the desert. It asks things of me, and it keeps me from sleeping many nights, when I'm thinking about her.' 'Well, that's good. Your heart is alive. Keep listening to what it has to say.'

As I sit I see a dove And think of our deep, dear true love Think not about our future lives Except perhaps our growing size Keep all your thoughts alive, aglow, All will be well, no fear, I know!!

Give all to love; obey thy heart.

Why do we have to listen to our hearts? Because, wherever your heart is, that is where you'll find your treasure.

I think that perhaps we always fall in love the very first time we see the man of our dreams, even though, at the time, reason may be telling otherwise, and we may fight against that instinct, hoping against hope that we won't win, until there comes a point when we allow ourselves to be vanquished by our feelings...

This is one of the miracles of love: It gives a power of seeing through its own enchantments and yet not being disenchanted.

Only one marriage I regret. I remember after I got that marriage license I went across from the license bureau to a bar for a drink. The bartender said, 'What will you have, sir?' And I said, 'A glass of hemlock.'