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.

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

Grace fills empty spaces, but it can only enter where there is a void to receive it, and it is grace itself which makes this void.

When an apprentice gets hurt, or complains of being tired, the workmen and peasants have this fine expression: "It is the trade entering his body." Each time that we have some pain to go through, we can say to ourselves quite truly that it is the universe, the order and beauty of the world, and the obedience of God that are entering our body.

In reality nothing is so beautiful as the good, nothing is so monotonous and boring as evil.

The appetite for power, even for universal power, is only insane when there is no possibility of indulging it; a man who sees the possibility opening before him and does not try to grasp it, even at the risk of destroying himself and his country, is either

Death. An instantaneous state, without past or future. Indispensable for entering eternity.