Integrity expects integrity.

Only people who're positive enough to have friends have enemies. When you're as glum and morose as he was, people just give up and go away.

Even a saint may take pleasure, in retrospect, in having been once desired

In the end there is nothing to be done but to state clearly what has been done, without shame or regret, and say: Here I am, and this is what I am. Now deal with me as you see fit. That is your right. Mine is to stand by the act, and pay the price. You do what you must do, and pay for it. So in the end all things are simple.

It takes a lot to wound a man without illusions.

You'll never get to be a saint if you deny the bit of the devil in you.

I do believe I begin to grasp the nature of miracles! For would it be a miracle, if there was any reason for it? Miracles have nothing to do with reason. Miracles contradict reason, they strike clean across mere human deserts, and deliver and save where they will. If they made sense, they would not be miracles.