One must put oneself in every one's position. To understand everything is to forgive everything.

If we admit that human life can be ruled by reason, the possibility of life is destroyed.

Historians are like deaf people who go on answering questions that no one has asked them.

In all human sorrow nothing gives comfort but love and faith, and that in the sight of Christ's compassion for us no sorrow is trifiling.

And where love ends, hate begins

These joys were so trifling as to be as imperceptible as grains of gold among the sand, and in moments of depression she saw nothing but the sand; yet there were brighter moments when she felt nothing but joy, saw nothing but the gold.

Am I mad, to see what others do not see, or are they mad who are responsible for all that I am seeing?