Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth.

My kingdom is not of this world. If it were, my servants would fight to prevent my arrest by the Jews. But now my kingdom is from another place.

Let the one among you who is without sin be the first to cast a stone.

As the Father has loved me, so have I loved you.

To have faith in Divine protection is good, but even beter if backed by the pratical assistance heaven has a right to expect from sensible mortals.

It is my living sentiment, and by the blessing of God it shall be my dying sentiment, independence now and independence forever.

In prayer it is better to have a heart without words than words without a heart.

You know, Greenwich Village was the traditional bohemia of New York. I wish I could say that was entirely true now. It's, uh... changed. It's now got, God help us, investment bankers and journalists, but it's still a very beautiful part of New York.