... divine love is not something belonging to God: it is God Himself.

The movement of the stream is distinct from the river bed, although it must adopt its winding course.

And I also see how this body influences external images: it gives back movement to them.

Wherever anything lives, there is, open somewhere, a register in which time is being inscribed.

The motive power of democracy is love

In laughter we always find an unavowed intention to humiliate and consequently to correct our neighbour.

Laughter is the corrective force which prevents us from becoming cranks.