Life holds only one tragedy, ultimately: not to have been a saint.

The faith that I love the best, says God, is hope.

Any father whose son raises his hand against him is guilty of having produced a son who raised his hand against him.

Suffering passes; having suffered never passes.

A great philosophy is not one that passes final judgments and establishes ultimate truth. It is one that causes uneasiness and starts commotion.

A word is not the same with one writer as with another. One tears it from his guts. The other pulls it out of his overcoat pocket.

Life holds only one tragedy, ultimately: not to have been a saint.