There's something in every atheist, itching to believe, and something in every believer, itching to doubt.
India has two million gods, and worships them all. In religion all other countries are paupers; India is the only millionaire.
Every morning I spend fifteen minutes filling my mind full of God; and so there's no room left for worry thoughts.
You ask: what is the meaning or purpose of life? I can only answer with another question: do you think we are wise enough to read God's mind?
Those who turn to God for comfort may find comfort but I do not think they will find God.
Every happening, great and small, is a parable whereby God speaks to us, and the art of life is to get the message.
Maybe the atheist cannot find God for the same reason a thief cannot find a policeman.
You can tell the size of your God by looking at the size of your worry list. The longer your list, the smaller your God.
Every evening I turn my worries over to God. He's going to be up all night anyway.
Through ignorance, a common man considers his own religion to be the best and makes much useless clamour.