A world of automata – of creatures that worked like machines – would hardly be worth creating.

Every Christian would agree that a man's spiritual health is exactly proportional to his love for God.

Those who have nothing can share nothing; those who are going nowhere can have no fellow-travellers.

Consciousness is either inexplicable illusion, or else revelation.

No man who values originality will ever be original. But try to tell the truth as you see it, try to do any bit of work as well as it can be done for the work's sake, and what men call originality will come unsought.

The moment you wake up each morning, all your wishes and hopes for the day rush at you like wild animals. And the first job each morning consists in shoving it all back; in listening to that other voice, taking that other point of view, letting that other, larger, stronger, quieter life come flowing in.

Afflictions are... if we can so take them, our share in the Passion of Christ