Whither should we aim if not towards God?

In hell there is no other punishment than to begin over and over again the tasks left unfinished in your lifetime.

Do not scorn little victories.

Each of us really understands in others only those feelings he is capable of producing himself.

The sole art that suits me is that which, rising from unrest, tends toward serenity.

Throw away my book: you must understand that it represents only one of a thousand attitudes. You must find your own. If someone else could have done something as well as you, don’t do it. If someone else could have said something as well as you, don’t say it—or written something as well as you, don’t write it. Grow fond only of that which you can find nowhere but in yourself, and create out of yourself, impatiently or patiently, ah! that most irreplaceable of beings.

Faith can move mountains; true: mountains of stupidity.