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.

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

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

Here I begin to know that blessedness is what can be snatched out the passing day and put away to think of afterwards.

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

Death, after all, is the common expectation from birth. Neither heroes nor cowards can escape it.

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.