What I fear is not being forgotten after my death, but, rather, not being enough forgotten. As we were saying, it is not our books that survive, but our poor lives that linger in the histories.

To love someone is to see a miracle invisible to others.

I love Germany so much I'm glad there are two of them.

Human love is often but the encounter of two weaknesses.

A good critic is the sorcerer who makes some hidden spring gush forth unexpectedly under our feet.

The scapegoat has always had the mysterious power of unleashing man's ferocious pleasure in torturing, corrupting, and befouling.

This God who, as the psalmist said, built His tabernacles in the sun, now establishes Himself in the very core of the flesh and the blood.