Time and space are fragments of the infinite for the use of finite creatures.

When everything is in its right place within us, we ourselves are in balance with the whole work of God.

Work while you have the light. You are responsible for the talent that has been entrusted to you.

Are we not all shipwrecked,...condemned to death?... However impatient our neighbours make us, however much indignation our race arouses, we are all bound together, and the companions of a chain-gang have everything to lose by mutual insults.

Pure truth cannot be assimilated by the crowd; it must be communicated by contagion.

Analysis kills spontaneity.

To marry unequally is to suffer equally.