When one is grateful for something too good for common thanks, writing is less unsatisfactory than speech-one does not, at least, hear how inadequate the words are.

No soul is desolate as long as there is a human being for whom it can feel trust and reverence.

Decide on what you think is right, and stick to it.

The beauty of a lovely woman is like music.

Subtract from the New Testament the miraculous and highly impossible, and what will be the remainder?

The pride of the body is a barrier against the gifts that purify the soul.

There is no sense of ease like the ease we felt in those scenes where we were born.