Is it really possible to tell someone else what one feels?

Too much polishing and you spoil things. There's a limit to the expressibility of ideas. You have a new thought, an interesting one. Then, as you try to perfect it, it ceases to be new and interesting, and loses the freshness with which it first occurred to you. You're spoiling it.

And the cause of everything is that which we call God.

There lay between them, separating them, that same terrible line of the unknown and of fear, like the line separating the living from the dead.

One can no more approach people without love than one can approach bees without care. Such is the quality of bees.

The higher a man stands on the social ladder, the greater the number of people he is connected with, the more power he has over other people, the more obvious is the predestination and inevitability of his every action.

If you no longer believe in the God in whom you believed in before, this comes from the fact that there was something wrong with your belief, and you must strive to understand better that which you call God.