You must remember to love people and use things, rather than to love things and use people.

Sex divorced from love, instead of raising man by taking him away from himself, drags him down to the hall of mirrors where he is always confronted with self. Sex does not care about the person, but about the act. The fig leaf which once was put over the secret parts of man and woman in sculpture is now put over the face. The person does not matter.

The old liberal rebelled against taxation without responsibility, the new liberal wants the taxation as a handout without responsibility.

Other people are like a mirror which reflects back on us the kind of image we cast.

Our happiest times are those in which we forget ourselves, usually in being kind to someone else. That tiny moment of self-abdication is an act of true humility: the man who loses himself finds himself and finds his happiness.

A Catholic may sin and sin as badly as anyone else, but no genuine Catholic ever denies he is a sinner. A Catholic wants his sins forgiven - not excused or sublimated.

The higher the love, the more demands will be made on us to conform to that ideal.