Really, one has some friends, and when one comes to think about it it is impossible to tell how one ever became friendly with them.

Bread sets free; but does not necessarily set free for good ends -- that dear illusion of so many generous hearts. It sets a man free to choose: it often sets free for the bad, but man has a right to that choice and to that evil, without which he is no longer a man.

Really, one has some friends, and when one comes to think about it it is impossible to tell how one ever became friendly with them.

Possessing faith is not convenient. You still have to live it.