Between the murder of an animal and the murder of a man, there's no more than ONE step!

I know that most men, including those at ease with problems of the greatest complexity, can seldom accept even the simplest and most obvious truth if it be such as would oblige them to admit the falsity of conclusions which they have delighted in explaining to colleagues, which they have proudly taught to others, and which they have woven, thread by thread, into the fabric of their lives.

Joy can only be real if people look upon their life as a service and have a definite object in life outside themselves and their personal happiness.

"A real work of art destroys, in the consciousness of the receiver, the separation between himself and the artist."

History would be a wonderful thing – if it were only true.

People are always happy where there is love, because their happiness in in themselves.

At that instant he knew that all his doubts, even the impossibility of believing with his reason, of which he was aware in himself, did not in the least hinder his turning to God. All of that now floated out of his soul like dust. To whom was he to turn if not to Him in whose hands he felt himself, his soul, and his love?