The poison of skepticism becomes, like alcoholism, tuberculosis, and some other diseases, much more virulent in a hitherto virgin soil.

If you say to someone who has ears to hear: "What you are doing to me is not just," you may touch and awaken at its source the spirit of attention and love. But it is not the same with words like, "I have the right..." or "you have no right to..." They evoke a latent war and awaken the spirit of contention.

Of two men who have no experience of God, he who denies him is perhaps nearer to him than the other.

Official history is believing the murderers at their word.

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

One should identify oneself with the universe itself. Everything that is less than the universe is subjected to suffering.

Evil is license, and that is why it is monotonous: everything has to be drawn from ourselves. One is condemned to false infinity. That is hell itself.