In this world we live in a mixture of time and eternity. Hell would be pure time.
How many people have been thus led, through lack of self-confidence, to stifle their most justified doubts?
It is grace that forms the void inside us and it is grace that can fill the void.
Nothing is less instructive than a machine.
What hope is there for innocence if it is not recognized?
With no matter what human being, taken individually, I always find reasons for concluding that sorrow and misfortune do not suit him; either because he seems too mediocre for anything so great, or, on the contrary, too precious to be destroyed.