One has only the choice between God and idolatry. There is no other possibility. For the faculty of worship is in us, and it is either directed somewhere into this world, or into another.

Whoever is uprooted himself uproots others. Whoever is rooted himself doesn't uproot others.

Attachment is the great fabricator of illusions; reality can be attained only by someone who is detached.

We do not obtain the most precious gifts by going in search of them but by waiting for them.

To wish to escape from solitude is cowardice. Friendship is not to be sought, not to be dreamed, not to be desired; it is to be exercised (it is a virtue).

Today it is not nearly enough to be a saint, but we must have the saintliness demanded by the present moment, a new saintliness, itself also without precedent.

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