Any Christian who is not a hero is a pig.
Man has places in his heart which do not yet exist, and into them enters suffering, in order that they may have existence.
There is only one tragedy in the end, not to have been a saint.
I pray like a robber asking alms at the door of a farmhouse to which he is ready to set fire.
Suffering passes, but the fact of having suffered never passes.
There are places in the heart that do not yet exist; suffering has to enter in for them to come to be.