The Mass is very long and tiresome unless one loves God.

The men who really believe in themselves are all in lunatic asylums.

If we want to give poor people soap we must set out deliberately to give them luxuries. If we will not make them rich enough to be clean, then empathically we must do what we did with the saints. We must reverence them for being dirty.

Contemporary society has become dry, not for lack of wonders but for lack of wonder.

There is a road from the eye to the heart that does not go through the intellect. Men do not quarrel about the meaning of sunsets; they never dispute that the hawthorn says the best and wittiest thing about the spring.

Dear Sir: Regarding your article 'What's Wrong with the World?' I am. Yours truly.

The golden age only comes to men when they have forgotten gold.