Of all second-class citizens, neurotics are the only ones who are so by choice.
Men gossip less than women, but mean it.
Acedia is not in every dictionary; just in every heart.
Character is what emerges from all the little things you were too busy to do yesterday, but did anyway.
Flesh goes on pleasuring us, and humiliating us, right to the end.
Most of our diversions do not so much delay death as accustom us to it.