Art ... is a force which blows the roof off the cave where we crouch imprisoned.

The man who gives up accomplishes nothing and is only a hindrance. The man who does not give up can move mountains.

Sometimes a man imagines that he will lose himself if he gives himself, and keep himself if he hides himself. But the contrary takes place with terrible exactitude.

Art ... is a force which blows the roof off the cave where we crouch imprisoned.

The Holy Bible is an abyss. It is impossible to explain how profound it is, impossible to explain how simple it is.

To work is simple enough; but to rest, there is the difficulty.

The more we have received in silence, the more we give in action.