The striking thing about the Precious Blood is the bond it establishes between love and suffering in our experience, a bond that has become so close that we have come to think of suffering accepted with joy as the most authentic sign of love with any depth at all.

Metaphysics is a science.

This detachment (poverty, chastity, etc.) must not be mere amputation; everything which is shaken off must be simultaneously found again at a higher level.

A mystery is a problem that encroaches upon itself because the questioner becomes the object of the question. Getting to Mars is a problem. Falling in love is a mystery.

I not only have a body; I am this body.

But a science is exact to the extent that its method measures up to and is adequate to its object.

... freedom is a conquest, always partial, always precarious, always challenged. ... the freest person is the one with the most hope.