The present contains nothing more than the past, and what is found in the effect was already in the cause.

Life does not proceed by the association and addition of elements, but by dissociation and division.

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

In reality, the past is preserved by itself automatically.

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

If reality impacted directly on our senses and our consciousness, if we could have direct communication between the material world and ourselves, art would be unnecessary.

To drive out the darkness, bring in the light.