Beauty is mysterious as well as terrible. God and devil are fighting ...

Beauty is mysterious as well as terrible. God and devil are fighting there, and the battlefield is the heart of man.

All God wants of man is a peaceful heart.

The heart of man is, so to speak, the paradise of God.

Man may dismiss compassion from his heart, but God never will.

Here I am, a black man with a white man's heart. In the end, that's what God wants us to do. He wants us to help, and he wants us to share.

If a man reaches the heart of his own religion, he has reached the heart of the others, too. There is only one God, and there are many paths to him.

Every man who has at last succeeded, after long effort, in calling up the divinity which lies hidden in a woman's heart, is startled to find that he must obey the God he summoned.

Occasionally, some brother sings very earnestly through his nose, often disturbing those around him, but it does not matter how the voice sounds to the ears of man. What is important is how the heart sounds to the ears of God.

I found the purpose of my existence, and also the purpose of my circumstance. There's a purpose for why you're in the fire. If God can use a man without arms and legs to be His hands and feet, then He will certainly use any willing heart!

To me, its seems necessary to rediscover - and the energy to do so exists - that even the political and economic spheres need moral responsibility, a responsibility that is born in man's heart and, in the end, has to do with the presence or absence of God.

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