Beyond the grave they will find nothing but death. But we shall keep the secret, and for their happiness we shall allure them with the reward of heaven and eternity.

They wanted to speak, but could not; tears stood in their eyes. They were both pale and thin; but those sick pale faces were bright with the dawn of a new future, of a full resurrection into a new life. They were renewed by love; the heart of each held infinite sources of life for the heart of the other.

Catch several hares and you won't catch one.

The darker the night, the brighter the stars, The deeper the grief, the closer is God!

If thou love each thing thou wilt perceive the mystery of God in all.

And what's strange, what would be marvelous, is not that God should really exist; the marvel is that such an idea, the idea of the necessity of God, could enter the head of such a savage, vicious beast as man.

Deprived of meaningful work, men and women lose their reason for existence; they go stark, raving mad.