It is an eternal obligation toward the human being not to let him suffer from hunger when one has a chance of coming to his assistance.

A work of art has an author and yet, when it is perfect, it has something which is anonymous about it.

There is an easiness in salvation which is more difficult to us than all our efforts.

If we concentrate our attention on trying to solve a problem of geometry, and if at the end of an hour we are no nearer to doing so than at the beginning, we have nevertheless been making progress each minute of that hour in another more mysterious dimension. Without knowing or feeling it, this apparent barren affort has brought more light into the soul.

If you say to someone who has ears to hear: "What you are doing to me is not just," you may touch and awaken at its source the spirit of attention and love. But it is not the same with words like, "I have the right..." or "you have no right to..." They evoke a latent war and awaken the spirit of contention.

We cannot take a step toward the heavens. God crosses the universe and comes to us.

It is only the impossible that is possible for God. He has given over the possible to the mechanics of matter and the autonomy of his creatures.