We are like horses who hurt themselves as soon as they pull on their bits - and we bow our heads. We even lose consciousness of the situation, we just submit. Any re-awakening of thought is then painful.

The only great spirit of our time.

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

We must not wish for the disappearance of our troubles but for the grace to transform them.

It is much easier to imagine ourselves in the place of God the Creator than in the place of Christ crucified.

Expectant waiting is the foundation of the spiritual life.

Evil when we are in its power is not felt as evil but as a necessity, or even a duty.