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

Every work of art causes the receiver to enter into a certain kind of relationship both with him who produced the art, and with all those who, simultaneously, previously, or subsequently, receive the same artistic impression. Art is a human activity- that one man consciously by means of certain external signs, hands on to others feelings he has lived through, and that others are touched by these feelings and also experience them.

the same question arose in every soul: "For what, for whom, must I kill and be killed?"... p982

I imagine, joking apart, that to know love, one must make mistakes and then correct them.

Power, from the standpoint of experience, is merely the relation that exists between the expression of someone's will and the execution of that will by others.

A man on a thousand mile walk has to forget his goal and say to himself every morning, 'Today I'm going to cover twenty-five miles and then rest up and sleep.

One must do one of two tings: either admit that the existing order of society is just, and then stick up for one's rights in it;or acknowledge that you are enjoying unjust privileges, as i do, and then enjoy them and be satisfied.