As an American, you appreciate the importance of our security alliance, the importance of the economic ties between our two countries, and while I knew of the two bonds between our two people, until I came here, I didn't really appreciate how deep th...
Have we ever wondered a mothers silent cries? Her struggles, her fears and her worries? Do we ever have time for this in our busy lives? Have we ever thought of the sacrifices she has done in order to make our lives happier, and her dreams cut short ...
We have created a manic world nauseous with the pursuit of material wealth. Many also bear their cross of imagined deprivation, while their fellow human beings remain paralyzed by real poverty. We drown in the thick sweetness of our sensual excess, a...
.....we preferred each other’s company to company of anyone else. We excited one another’s in every imaginable way. We never bored each other. Our body mirrored our souls’ closeness. I never failed of erection, she never lacked lubrication, and...
Life from the Center is a life of unhurried peace and power. It is serene and radiant. It takes no time, but it occupies all our time, making our life programs new and overcoming. We need not get frantic. Love is at the helm. And when our little day ...
It may be possible to forget our past but our past is not going to forget us.
Because there is no glory in illness. There is no meaning to it. There is no honor in dying of.
Grief does not change you, Hazel. It reveals you.
depression is not a side effect of cancer. Depression is a side effect of dying.
Grief does not change you it reveals you, Hazel.
The marks humans leave are too often scars.
He really was beautiful. I know boys aren’t supposed to be, but he was.
The more we rely on God, the better our lives will be.
How can we manage to illuminate the pathos of our lives?
The accounting of the sacrifice is, more than anything else, the attitude toward war memorials in our time.
We live in an age of global expectations. Our hopes have converged in many ways, none more so than in our democratic aspirations.
Our age is before all things a practical one. It demands of us all clear and tangible results of our work.
I discovered that the study of past philosophers is of little use unless our own reality enters into it. Our reality alone allows the thinker's questions to become comprehensible.
Our soul is not united to our body in the ordinary sense of these terms. It is immediately and directly united to God alone.
Ours is a country where anything can be accomplished if enough people get angry... because, in America, we act on our collective anger.
The mother art is architecture. Without an architecture of our own we have no soul of our own civilization.
