Human love serves to love those dear to us but to love one's enemies we need divine love.

For if we allow that human life is always guided by reason, we destroy the premise that life is possible at all.

The law condemns and punishes only actions within certain definite and narrow limits; it thereby justifies, in a way, all similar actions that lie outside those limits.

Drama, instead of telling us the whole of a man's life, must place him in such a situation, tie such a knot, that when it is untied, the whole man is visible.

When we do not love, we sleep, we are children of the dust - but love, and you are a god, you are pure, as on the first day of creation.

Can it be that I have not lived as one ought?" suddenly came into his head. "But how not so, when I've done everything as it should be done?

I have learned what must be, and therefore have come to see the whole horror of what is.