One can regard the moral law as an illusion, and so cut himself off from the common ground of humanity.

When we force a boy to be a mediocrity in a dozen subjects we destroy his standards, perhaps for life.

It was not for societies or states, that Christ died, but for men.

Now God designed the human machine to run on Himself. He Himself is the fuel our spirits were designed to burn, or the food our spirits were designed to feed on. There is no other.

Humility, after the first shock, is cheerful virtue.

Pure, spiritual, intellectual love shot form their faces like barbedlightning. It was so unlike the love we experience that its expressioncould easily be mistaken for ferocity.

We 'have all we want' is a terrible saying when 'all' does not include God. We find God an interruption. As St. Augustine says somewhere, 'God wants to give us something, but cannot, because our hands are full - there's nowhere for Him to put it.'