No one could really hate a saint, could they? They can't really hate God either. When they want to Hate Him and His saints they have to find something like themselves and pretends it's God and hate that.
If a thing's worth doing at all, it's worth doing well.
Your actions, and your action alone, determines your worth.
There's only one great evil in the world today. Despair.
I [had] added another small piece to the pages of the atlas that were real to me.
Limbo is the place. In Limbo one has natural happiness without the beatific vision; no harps; no communal order; but wine and conversation and imperfect, various humanity. Limbo for the unbaptized, for the pious heathen, the sincere sceptic.