Our life is a hope which is continually converting itself into memory and memory in its turn begets hope.

The supreme triumph of reason is to cast doubt upon its own validity.

He who loves his neighbor burns his heart, and the heart, like green wood, groans when it burns, and distills itself in tears. There is no point in taking opium; it is better to put salt and vinegar in the soul's wound, for if you fall asleep and no longer feel the pain, then you no longer exist. And the point is to exist.

While men believe themselves to be seeking truth for its own sake, they are in fact seeking life in truth.

We need God, not in order to understand the why, but in order to feel and sustain the ultimate wherefore, to give a meaning to the universe.

All knowledge has an ultimate goal. Knowledge for the sake of knowledge is, say what you will, nothing but a dismal begging of the question.

What is certain is that for thinking believers to-day, faith is, before all and above all, wishing that God may exist.