Faith is not a question of the existence or non-existence of God. It is believing that love without reward is valuable.

Memory as an inversion of historical time is the essence of interiority.

I will say this quite plainly, what truly human is -and don't be afraid of this word- love. And I mean it even with everything that burdens love or, i could say it better, responsibility is actually love, as Pascal said: 'without concupiscence' [without lust]... love exists without worrying being loved.

The very relationship with the other is the relationship with the future.

Politics is opposed to morality, as philosophy to naïveté.

A miracle entails a degree of irrationality-not because it shocks reason, but because it makes no appeal to it.

If one could possess, grasp, and know the other, it would not be other.