There is no heresy or no philosophy which is so abhorrent to the church as a human being.

Any object, intensely regarded, may be a gate of access to the incorruptible eons of the gods.

I'd love to have the whole place swimming in roses

Every night as I gazed up at the window I said softly to myself the word paralysis. It had always sounded strangely in my ears, like the word gnomon in the Euclid and the word simony in the Catechism. But now it sounded to me like the name of some maleficent and sinful being. It filled me with fear, and yet I longed to be nearer to it and to look upon its deadly work.

What did it avail to pray when he knew his soul lusted after its own destruction?

If there is any difficulty in what I write, it is because of the material I use. The thought is always simple.

No one who has any self-respect stays in Ireland, but flees afar as though from a country that has undergone the visitation of an angered Jove.