Little things seem nothing, but they give peace, like those meadow flowers which individually seem odorless but all together perfume the air.

God ordains that beggars should beg for greatness, as for all else, when greatness shines out of them, and they don't know it.

It's a fine thing to rise above pride, but you must have pride in order to do so.

Hope is a risk that must be run.

Fact is Our Lord knew all about the power of money: He gave capitalism a tiny niche in His scheme of things, He gave it a chance, He even provided a first installment of funds. Can you beat that? It's so magnificent. God despises nothing. After all, if the deal had come off, Judas would probably have endowed sanatoriums, hospitals, public libraries or laboratories.

What does the truth matter? Haven't we mothers all given our sons a taste for lies, lies which from the cradle upwards lull them, reassure them, send them to sleep: lies as soft and warm as a breast!

The wish to pray is a prayer in itself.