Humans are very seldom either totally sincere or totally hypocritical. Their moods change, their motives are mixed, and they are often quite mistaken as to what their motives are.

Disobedience to conscience makes conscience blind.

I thought I could describe a state; make a map of sorrow. Sorrow, hoever, turns out to be not a state but a process.

A society where the simple many obey the few seers can live; a society where all were seers could live even more fully. But a society where the mass is still simple and the seers are no longer attended to can achieve only superficiality, baseness, ugliness, and in the end extinction. On or back we must go: to stay here is death.

You Too? I thought I was the only one.

Next to the Blessed Sacrament itself, your neighbor is the holiest object presented to your senses.

You can't analyze God. He is too awesome, too big, too mysterious.