A mind enclosed in language is in prison.

Nothing can have as its destination anything other than its origin. The contrary idea, the idea of progress, is poison.

If there were no affliction in this world we might think we were in paradise.

Fire destroys that which feeds it.

It is not my business to think about myself. My business is to think about God. It is for God to think about me.

Contradiction itself, far from always being a criterion of error, is sometimes a sign of truth.

The only great spirit of our time.