The voices of cold reason were talking, as usual, to deaf ears.

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.

Too much trust is folly, in an imperfect world.

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.

To have faith in Divine protection is good, but even beter if backed by the pratical assistance heaven has a right to expect from sensible mortals.

Nothing is more pleasing and engaging than the sense of having conferred benefits. Not even the gratification of receiving them.

as roads go, the road home is as good as any.