Cobbles and kettledrums! ...I hope this madness isn't going to end in a moonlit climb and broken necks.

If you never take risks, you'll never accomplish great things. Everybody dies, but not everyone has lived.

Wherever any precept of traditional morality is simply challenged to produce its credentials, as though the burden of proof lay on it, we have taken the wrong position.

We may give our human loves the unconditional allegiance which we owe only to God. They they become gods: then they become demons. Then they will destroy us, and also destroy themselves. For natural loves that are allowed to become gods do not remain loves. They are still called so, but can become in fact complicated forms of hatred.

Truth and falsehood are opposed; but truth is the norm not of truth only but of falsehood also.

“Who are you?” One who has waited long for you to speak.

What does not satisfy when we find it, was not the thing we were desiring.