I go to Prague every year if I can, value my relationships there like gold, and feel myself in a sense Czech, with all their hopes and needs. They are a people I not only love, but admire.

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

All the things of the wild have their proper uses. Only misuse makes them evil.

Integrity expects integrity.

Too much trust is folly, in an imperfect world.

Despair is deadly sin, but worse, it is mortal folly.

I have always known that the best of the Saracens could out-Christian many of us Christians.