All outward forms of religion are almost useless, and are the causes of endless strife.  What do creeds matter, what possible difference does it make to anyone today whether the doctrine of the resurrection is correct or incorrect, or the miracles, they don't happen nowadays, but very queer things do that concern us much more.  Believe there is a great power silently working all things for good, behave yourself and never mind the rest.

What started as a whisper
Slowly turned into a scream
Searching for an answer
Where the question is unseen
I don't know where you came from
And I don't know where you've gone
Old friends become old strangers
Between the darkness and the dawn

Every individual is at once the beneficiary and the victim of the linguistic tradition into which he has been born - the beneficiary inasmuch as language gives access to the accumulated records of other people's experience, the victim in so far as it confirms him in the belief that reduced awareness is the only awareness and as it bedevils his sense of reality, so that he is all too apt to take his concepts for data, his words for actual things.

There's an emptiness inside her
And she'd do anything to fill it in
And though it's red blood bleeding from her now
It's more like cold blue ice in her heart

I call you up
You pick up
You call my bluff
On the cards of love
You hold too close
Your hands to your chest
I can't read your eyes
But I confess
It's lonely far from you

He that is discontented in one place will seldom be happy in another.

Every individual has a place to fill in the world, and it is important in some respect where he choses to be so or not.

The pleasure of the soul appears to be found in the journey of discovery, the unfolding revelation of expanded insight and experience.

One of the great dreams of a man must be to find some place between the extremes of nature and civilization where it is possible to live without regret.

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind