Let us hope that good authors who are bad Christians will find salvation through the books they write.

Within ourselves is not very far and yet it is so far that one's whole life is not always long enough to get there.

I am probably exaggerating a little, but I owe my equilibrium to ink and paper.

Thought flies and words go on foot.

Anti-clericalism and non-belief, have their bigots just as orthodoxy does.

The man I am will always raise a protest against the man I wanted to be and the two will live together to the end, but the man I wanted to be will be the one on whom judgement will be passed.

Yesterday, happiness came in suddenly, as it used to, and remained for a moment in the great, dark, silent drawing room.