The wise man is astonished by anything.

God lies ahead. I convince myself and constantly repeat to myself that: He depends on us. It is through us that God is achieved.

From the satisfaction of desire there may arise, accompanying joy and as it were sheltering behind it, something not unlike despair.

True kindness presupposes the faculty of imagining as one's own the suffering and joys of others.

It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for something you are not.

The abominable effort to take one’s sins with one to paradise.

The truth is, I hoped the cure would dislike me. I tried to think of disagreeable things to say to him -- I could hit on nothing that wasn't charming. It's wonderful how hard I find it not to be fascinating.