I wanted to fathom her secrets; I wanted her to come to me and say: "I love you," and if not that, if that was senseless insanity, then...well, what was there to care about? Did I know what I wanted? I was like one demented: all I wanted was to be near her, in the halo of her glory, in her radiance, always, for ever, all my life. I knew nothing more!

Know that I've forgotten precisely nothing; but I've driven it all out of my head for a time, even the memories--until I've radically improved my circumstances. Then...then you'll see, I'll rise from the dead!

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.

There are three forces, the only three forces capable of conquering and enslaving forever the conscience of these weak rebels in the interests of their own happiness. They are: the miracle, the mystery and authority.

Until you have become really, in actual fact, as brother to everyone, brotherhood will not come to pass.

...chance may do anything.

Civilization merely develops man's capacity for a greater variety of sensations, and ... absolutely nothing else.