We may fight against what is wrong, but if we allow ourselves to hate, that is to insure our spiritual defeat and our likeness to what we hate.

Reason, alas, does not remove mountains. It only tries to walk around them, and see what is on the other side.

People tell me that the countryside must always be stupid and backward, and I get angry, as if it were said that only townspeople had immortal souls, and that it was only in the city that the flame of divinity breathed into the first men had an unobscured glow.

A literary movement: five or six people who live in the same town and hate each other.

Seek on earth what you have found in heaven.

Whiskey: a torchligh procession marching down your throat.

There is a law in human nature which draws us to like what we passionately condemn.