Every spring is the only spring, a perpetual astonishment.

Truth can be costly, but in the end it never falls short of value for the price paid.

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

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

There is no one who cannot be hated, against whatever odds. Nor anyone who cannot be loved, against all reason.

Too much trust is folly, in an imperfect world.