Love a man, even in his sin, for that love is a likeness of the divine love, and is the summit of love on earth.

But gamblers know how a man can sit for almost twenty-four hours at cards, without looking to right, or to left.

The greater the stupidity, the greater the clarity. Stupidity is brief and guileless, while wit equivocates and hides. Wit is a scoundrel, while stupidity is honest and sincere.

What if man is not really a scoundrel, man in general, I mean, the whole race of mankind-then all the rest is prejudice, simply artificial terrors and there are no barriers and it's all as it should be.

Two times two will be four even without my will. Is that what you call man's free will?

He seemed, indeed, to accept everything without the least condemnation though often grieving bitterly.

He who desires to see the living God face-to-face should not seek him in the empty, firmament of his mind, but in human love.