Without God there is for mankind no purpose, no goal, no hope, only a wavering future, an eternal dread of every darkness.

No heroine can create a hero through love of one, but she can give birth to one

What Cicero said of men-that they are like wines, age souring the bad, and bettering the good-we can say of misfortune, that it has the same effect upon them.

Has it never occurred to us, when surrounded by sorrows, that they may be sent to us only for our instruction, as we darken the eyes of birds when we wish them to sing?

There are souls in this world which have the gift of finding joy everywhere and of leaving it behind them when they go.

Jesus is the purest among the mighty, and the mightiest among the pure, who, with his pierced hand has raised empires from their foundations, turned the stream of history from its old channel, and still continues to rule and guide the ages

Art is indeed not the bread but the wine of life.