We are like plants which have the one choice of being in or out of the light.

The world is the closed door. It is a barrier. And at the same time it is the way through.

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

When a man's life is destroyed or damaged by some wound or privation of soul or body, which is due to other men's actions or negligence, it is not only his sensibility that suffers but also his aspiration toward the good. Therefore there has been sacrilege towards that which is sacred in him.

All the tragedies which we can imagine return in the end to the one and only tragedy: the passage of time.

When literature becomes deliberately indifferent to the opposition of good and evil it betrays its function and forfeits all claim to excellence.

Every kind of reward constitutes a degradation of energy.