The Awe Of God Is Wisdom.

The Riches Of The Soul Are Stored Up In Its Memory. This Is The Test Of Character, Not Whether A Man Follows The Daily Fashion, But Whether The Past Is Alive In His Present.

The Anchor Of Meaning Resides In An Abyss, Deeper Than The Reach Of Despair. Yet The Abyss Is Not Not Infinite; Its Bottom May Suddenly Be Discovered Within The Confines Of A Human Heart Or Under The Debris Of Might Doubts. This May Be The Vocation Of Man: To Say "amen" To Being And To The Author Of Being; To Live In Defiance Of Absurdity, Notwithstanding Futility And Defeat; To Attain Faith In God Even In Spite Of God.

Wise Criticism Always Begins With Self-criticism.

Self-sufficiency, Independence, The Capacity To Stand Apart, To Differ, To Resist, And To Defy-all Are Modes Of Being Human.

There Is A Built-in Sense Of Indebtedness In The Consciousness Of Man, An Awareness Of Owing Gratitude, Or Being Caled Upon At Certain Moments To Reciprocate, To Answer, To Live In A Way Which Is Compatible With The Grandeur And Mystery Of Living.