We are, all of us, molded and remolded by those who have loved us, and though that love may pass, we remain none the less their work--a work that very likely they do not recognize, and which is never exactly what they intended.

If the flame inside you goes out, the souls that are next to you will die of cold.

Being for every man the touchstone of faith and love, the Eucharist, like on the Cross, divided the minds as soon as it was announced... Nothing engages a man as much as does the Eucharist

Let us be wary of ready-made ideas about cowardice and courage: the same burden weighs infinitely more heavily on some shoulders than on others.

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

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

God does not answer our desperate questionings; he simply gives us himself.