There is a reason why all things are as they are.

The only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul.

Do you not think that there are things which you cannot understand, and yet which are; that some people see things that others cannot? But there are things old and new which must not be contemplate by men´s eyes, because they know -or think they know- some things which other men have told them. Ah, it is the fault of our science that it wants to explain all; and if it explain not, then it says there is nothing to explain.

Nature in one of her beneficent moods has ordained that even death has some antidote to its own terrors.

All men are mad in some way or the other, and inasmuch as you deal discreetly with your madmen, so deal with God's madmen too, the rest of the world.

Euthanasia" is an excellent and comforting word! I am grateful to whoever invented it.

Whether it is the old lady's fear, or the many ghostly traditions of this place, or the crucifix itself, I do not know, but I am not feeling nearly as easy in my mind as usual.