“A row of trees far away, there on the hillside.But what is it, a row of trees? It’s just trees.Row and the plural trees aren’t things, they’re names.”

“Make her smile, make her laugh and make her happy; because this is the only Truth, Meaning & Beauty act any human can ever achieve.”

“You never know who you’re inspiring or uninspiring. People notice more than you think.”

“…the best way to know the Truth or Beauty is to try to express it. And what is the purpose of existence Here or Yonder but to discover truth and beauty and express it, i.e., share it with others?”

“It’s the odd things in life that make you believe in God, Love, Beauty, and the Impossible.”

“The truth of the matter was something much more subtle and tremendous than any plain physical miracle could ever be. But never mind that. The important thing was that, when I did see the stars (riotously darting in all directions according to the caprice of their own wild natures, yet in every movement confirming the law), the whole tangled horror that had tormented me finally presented itself to me in its truth and beautiful shape. And I knew that the first, blind stage of my childhood had ended.”

“This world in which we live needs beauty in order not to sink into despair. It is beauty, like truth, which brings joy to the heart of man and is that precious fruit which resists the year and tear of time, which unites generations and makes them share things in admiration.”

“I learned a little of beauty – enough to know that it had nothing to do with truth – and I found, moreover, that there was no great literary tradition; there was only the tradition of the eventful death of every literary tradition.”

“Buddha, grant me wisdom so that I may do the right things in life.God, show me love so that I may see your beauty in everything around me.Allah, give me understanding so that I can see why things happen the way that they do.And…Ganesh, let me share your memories so that I do not forget what I have to do in life.”

“I tell you, you will not see the new beauty and the truth, until you make up your minds to spit.”

“Look after goodness and truth, beauty will look after herself.”

“We can thank God for the beauty in the world, and we can thank the Devil for the money.”

“You know what Mrs. Shure, the librarian, told me?” “What’s that, Theo?” his father asked.“God does not make junk.”Ted stared into his tumbler, the dwindling ice cubes sloshing at the bottom of the glass. His fidget finger tapped at the glass. Knocking the ice against the wall of the tumbler and turning his face upward, Ted looked at Theo.“Therefore, I am not junk,” said Theo. “Yuh.”“And I came from you. You are not junk either, Dad. Just because you didn’t shoot a gun in France or just because you didn’t become an engineer, doesn’t mean you are any less than any other man. Dad, both you and I have made mistakes, but we are not junk.”

“Beauty is in everything.Ugliness is just in us.”

“What do you believe in?” asked David.“I believe in those whom I love and trust. All else is foolishness. This god isas empty as his church. His followers choose to attribute all of their goodfortune to him, but when he ignores their pleas or leaves them to suffer, theysay only that he is beyond their understanding and abandon themselves to hiswill. What kind of god is that?”