To be misunderstood even by those whom one loves is the cross and bitterness of life. It is the secret of that sad and melancholy smile on the lips of great men which so few understand; it is the cruelest trial reserved for self-devotion; it is what must have oftenest wrung the heart of the Son of man; and if God could suffer, it would be the wound we should be forever inflicting upon Him. He also - He above all - is the great misunderstood, the least comprehended.

For purposes of action nothing is more useful than narrowness of thought combined with energy of will.

Truth is not only violated by falsehood; it may be equally outraged by silence.

Time is but the space between our memories; as soon as we cease to perceive this space, time has disappeared.

Christianity, if it is to triumph over pantheism, must absorb it. To our pusillanimous eyes Jesus would have borne the marks of a hateful pantheism, for he confirmed the Biblical phrase "ye are gods," and so would St. Paul, who tells us that we are of "the race of God." Our century wants a new theology - that is to say, a more profound explanation of the nature of Christ and of the light which it flashes upon heaven and upon humanity.

Everything you need for better future and success has already been written. And guess what? All you have to do is go to the library.

The man who insists upon seeing with perfect clearness before he decides, never decides. Accept life, and you must accept regret.