Love of God is pure when joy and suffering inspire an equal degree of gratitude.
The poet produces the beautiful by fixing his attention on something real.
Every being cries out in silence to be read differently. Do not be indifferent to these cries.
Why is it that reality, when set down untransposed in a book, sounds false?
Armies under the control of ... a sovereign State cannot bring freedom to anyone.
Our science is like a store filled with the most subtle intellectual devices for solving the most complex problems, and yet we are almost incapable of applying the elementary principles of rational thought.