If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that we were made for another world.
If I should ever die, God forbid, let this be my epitaph: THE ONLY PROOF HE NEEDED FOR THE EXISTENCE OF GOD WAS MUSIC
Pray like it all depends on God. Live like it all depends on you.
We are all pencils in the hand of God.
God was a clever idea ... The human race came up with a winner there.
I am convinced that He [God] does not play dice.
God is a concept by which we measure our pain.
We're not necessarily doubting that God will do the best for us; we are wondering how painful the best will turn out to be.
"I refuse to prove that I exist," says God, "for proof denies faith, and without faith I am nothing."
When people cease to believe in God, they will believe in anything