Do you think it is a vain hope that one day man will find joy in noble deeds of light and mercy, rather than in the coarse pleasures he indulges in today -- gluttony, fornication, ostentation, boasting, and envious vying with his neighbor? I am certain this is not a vain hope and that the day will come soon.

But what are years, what are months!" he would exclaim. "Why count the days, when even one day is enough for man to know all happiness.

I am strongly convinced that not only too much consciousness but even any consciousness at all is a sickness.

The man who is happy is fulfilling the purpose of existence

You sensed that you should be following a different path, a more ambitious one, you felt that you were destined for other things but you had no idea how to achieve them and in your misery you began to hate everything around you.

If you are penitent, you love. And if you love you are of God. All things are atoned for, all things are saved by love. If I, a sinner even as you are, am tender with you and have pity on you, how much more will God have pity upon you. Love is such a priceless treasure that you can redeem the whole world by it, and cleanse not only your own sins but the sins of others.

So long as man remains free he strives for nothing so incessantly and so painfully as to find someone to worship.