Devout believers are safeguarded in a high degree against the risk of certain neurotic illnesses; their acceptance of the universal neurosis spares them the task of constructing a personal one.

What we call strategy is mainly just crossing rivers on bridges and passing mountains though cols.

Chance is the pseudonym God uses when He'd rather not sign His own name.

All the good writers of confessions, from Augustine onwards, are men who are still a little in love with their sins.

An old philosopher said to Monsieur Coignard, a Reverend Father: 'You are a pig!' To which Abad Coignard answered: 'You flatter me, sir. But unfortunately, I'm only a man.'

Without the Utopians of other times, men would still live in caves, miserable and naked. It was Utopians who traced the lines of the first City.....Out of generous dreams come beneficial realities. Utopia is the principle of all progress, and the essay into a better future.

Religion has done love a great service by making it a sin.