They sell courage of a sort in the taverns. And another sort, though not for sale, a man can find in the confessional. Try the alehouses and the churches, Hugh. In either a man can be quiet and think.

They sell courage of a sort in the taverns. And another sort, though not for sale, a man can find in the confessional. Try the alehouses and the churches, Hugh. In either a man can be quiet and think.

Truth, like the burgeoning of a bulb under the soil, however deeply sown, will make its way to the light.

It takes a lot to wound a man without illusions.

One century's saint is the next century's heretic ... and one century's heretic is the next century's saint. It is as well to think long and calmly before affixing either name to any man.

You cannot demand truth, and then select half and throw the inconvenient remainder away.

The mountains of today are the molehills of tomorrow.